tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47773996435975284012014-10-06T20:17:56.432-07:00Adoption JourneyBriana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.comBlogger86125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-82562994367677380002013-07-27T20:14:00.001-07:002013-07-27T20:14:09.567-07:00Adoption vs. PregnancySo I have been thinking a lot about adoption vs. pregnancy.&nbsp; I feel so blessed to have experienced both and can't help but compare the two.&nbsp; They are very different but have the same end result. <br /><br />I wrote those first sentences on 6/18/13 and it is now 7/27/13...where does the time go?&nbsp; So let me continue before I let another month go by...<br /><br />The way I see it is that there are a few main categorical difference between adopting and pregnancy: physical, emotional, and the birth/ afterwards.&nbsp; Before I tell you about the differences I experienced, let me tell you a little bit about my pregnancy.&nbsp; After all, I spent two years blogging about adoption, so pregnancy deserves at least one entry right?<br /><br />So as you may have read last year, I found out I was pregnant on August 16, 2012.&nbsp; This is a day I will never forget because I got the biggest shock of my life.&nbsp; My prayer to God was always to only allow me to conceive if it would be safe for me and the baby.&nbsp; As some of you may know, I have had some major health issues in my life- I am a two time cancer survivor.&nbsp; One of those time was when I was a child which left me with only one kidney.&nbsp; So naturally this was my main concern.&nbsp; As soon as I found out that I was pregnant, I knew everything would be okay with me and my baby.&nbsp; I had a great pregnancy, especially considering my medical past.&nbsp; I had a good amount of energy, not too much swelling or discomfort.&nbsp; I was a little continuously nauseous for the first trimester but never got sick.&nbsp; I really loved being pregnant.&nbsp; I was able to feel Logan move for the first time when I was 14 weeks along.&nbsp; That was completely awesome and weird all at the same time.&nbsp; I felt him move from the outside on Thanksgiving day.&nbsp; I guess it was his response to the awesome meal :)&nbsp; This boy was so active while he was inside me.&nbsp; I was not sure if he ever slept or would ever sleep once we was born.&nbsp; (I'd like to report that he is an awesome sleeper!)&nbsp; I was able to quit my job in the middle of December to stay at home.&nbsp; This was especially nice since the third trimester is undoubtedly the hardest.&nbsp; When I was about 36 1/2 weeks along, I went in for my weekly check up.&nbsp; My doctor noticed that my blood pressure was a little high.&nbsp; She did not like that at all and took more aggressive measures and admitted me to the hospital for a 24 hour urine test.&nbsp; At first, the thought of going on mandatory bed rest for that 24 hours seemed awesome, but that quickly changed when I got so bored and started missing Hunter so bad.&nbsp; I had never been away from him over night.&nbsp; The test showed that my "levels" were just above the threshold for pre-eclampsia.&nbsp; I begged my doctor to let me go home and be on best rest there instead of remain in the hospital.&nbsp; She agreed as long as someone was there to help me and take care of Hunter.&nbsp; So my parents came to town and helped out.&nbsp; The next week, I returned to the doctor and my blood pressure was a little higher than before.&nbsp; So, she admitted me back to the hospital to re-run some tests.&nbsp; At this point I was already having contractions and begged her to just induce me the next day.&nbsp; So my wish was granted and I was induced the following morning.&nbsp; Either way, I am sure Logan was going to have been born on April 3rd, the induction just helped him a long.&nbsp; So I did have a wonderful pregnancy except for that last week.&nbsp; The thought of bed rest sounded wonderful at first, but it was so terrible because I wasn't allowed to hardly do anything for myself and Hunter did not understand why I couldn't play with him.&nbsp; Oh well, things ended up great and Logan and I are both doing well.<br /><br />So now that you know a little about my pregnancy, here are some of the main differences between adoption and pregnancy that I experienced:<br /><br />Physical Changes:<br />This is obvious I know, but it is a huge difference.&nbsp; During our adoption, I did not gain any weight, nor did my waistline grow :)&nbsp; During pregnancy, I gained 24 pounds and gained about a foot on my waist line.&nbsp; Noel got a big kick out of the fact that our waists were the same measurement.&nbsp; I was actually able to feel my baby move inside of me, which did start the bonding process earlier.&nbsp; I loved Logan as soon as I knew he existed.&nbsp; I was more guarded to fall in love with Hunter while he was still en utero because I knew the birthmom could change her mind.&nbsp; I slept great while we adopted, but not so much while I was pregnant.&nbsp; No aches and pains while adopting, but oh boy, I sure did have some aches while carrying Logan.&nbsp; I carried Logan very low, so my hips and tailbone would hurt pretty bad sometimes.&nbsp; Also, during pregnancy, my hair got so thick and long.&nbsp; Now it's just shedding like crazy. Everyone is so nice to pregnant ladies!&nbsp; I hardly ever had to open a door myself when going into a store.&nbsp; People let me go in line before them.&nbsp; Maybe they just felt sorry for me since I was hugely pregnant and had a toddler!&nbsp; People (especially women and grandma's) loved to ask questions about when I was due, if I was having a boy or girl, ect.&nbsp; I found that people are generally happy to see a pregnant woman.&nbsp; I have to admit, I did enjoy the positive attention and special treatment.&nbsp; When we were in the adoption process, no one knew I was "expecting" unless I told them.&nbsp; My heart was growing but no one could see that.&nbsp;&nbsp; <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dkdQKwa-HCM/TIQ1suRvBGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dhcSmBpuJx8/s1600/garden+pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="229" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dkdQKwa-HCM/TIQ1suRvBGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dhcSmBpuJx8/s320/garden+pic.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here we are as we started the adoption process- note the absence of a baby bump</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JcJK1YxsWV8/UfQItOHBlgI/AAAAAAAAAqo/3GSvjhXqIyY/s1600/nwm1956.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JcJK1YxsWV8/UfQItOHBlgI/AAAAAAAAAqo/3GSvjhXqIyY/s320/nwm1956.jpg" width="291" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">And here we are while I was 8 months pregnant...note the increased belly size </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bz3-eoeST9E/UfQIY6s9eiI/AAAAAAAAAqY/jfWWP9cLLjY/s1600/belly+by+fence.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="257" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bz3-eoeST9E/UfQIY6s9eiI/AAAAAAAAAqY/jfWWP9cLLjY/s320/belly+by+fence.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Emotional:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Adoption brought us so much hope.&nbsp; This was much needed hope after years of infertility.&nbsp; Adoption was also full of ups and downs.&nbsp; I like to describe the adoption process as a roller coaster of emotions.&nbsp; You life hangs upon the decision of these very special birth parents.&nbsp; We hung on every word from our birthmom.&nbsp; I'd jump every time my cell phone rang or I got a text message from her.&nbsp; My heart would skip a beat when I'd see our adoption agency's name on our caller ID.&nbsp;&nbsp; These were emotions full of hope, yet some anxiety.&nbsp; I would always say that adopting is being pregnant without knowing your due date.&nbsp; At times, it felt like a never ending process.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Pregnancy brought another type of roller coaster :)&nbsp; I was actually pretty emotionally even throughout my pregnancy, except for the three anger meltdowns I had.&nbsp; To be honest, I don't even remember what they were about which is really funny to me.&nbsp; I know it was the hormones talking.&nbsp; I did tend to cry at more things, especially as my due date got closer.&nbsp; While I was in the hospital the first time, I saw a Pampers commercial and cried so hard!&nbsp; It was so embarrassing!&nbsp; At this point, I was really missing Hunter so anything to do with babies and little boys got to me.&nbsp; The day I delivered I also just cried and cried for no reason- also embarrassing.&nbsp; I wasn't really in pain, I wasn't worried or anxious...just hormonal.&nbsp; Oh the fun of hormones!&nbsp; This continued the next few days after Logan was born.&nbsp;&nbsp; I might still tear up a little when I see a Pampers commercial now, but I no longer cry like a baby :)&nbsp; As adoption had this indefinite time line, pregnancy did not thank the Lord!&nbsp; Oh my, I cannot imagine being pregnant for two years.&nbsp; Nine months was plenty!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Childbirth and after:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Don't worry, I am not going to be gross here.&nbsp; I just want to illustrate the mega difference between giving birth and having someone else do that for you.&nbsp; I know women who talk about the miracle of birth and how wonderful it is.&nbsp; I personally think they are crazy.&nbsp; No offense, but maybe they just had better meds than me.&nbsp; The whole birthing process was so gross to me.&nbsp; There was a reason I kept my eyes closed the whole time!&nbsp; I knew that once I "saw" I could never "unsee" all that.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Hunter's birth mom is my hero when it comes to child birth.&nbsp; She renewed my confidence in the hope of giving birth someday.&nbsp; She was induced, but like me, was already dilated and having contractions.&nbsp; She got her epidural and then slept off and on for about three hours.&nbsp; She woke up, felt pressure, and called the nurse.&nbsp; The nurse hurried around the room to get it ready and called the doctor.&nbsp; The doctor came in, sat down and said "push!"&nbsp; After a quick pause and a second push, Hunter was born!&nbsp; It was amazing and looked so easy.&nbsp; Like I said, she is my hero!&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I knew Logan's birth wouldn't quite be that easy, but I was still hopeful.&nbsp; To spare you the gory details, I was in labor for 10 1/2 hours and had to push for 1 1/2 hours.&nbsp; My epidural did not make me completely numb so I could still feel some contractions.&nbsp; I also had the WORST acid reflux that I have ever experienced.&nbsp; It was truly brutal.&nbsp; I even had to stop pushing at one point to vomit (sorry TMI I know).&nbsp; It was the most exhausting experiences of my life.&nbsp; After doing a little math, I estimate that I pushed approximately 135-150 times.&nbsp; That is about 130 more than I would have liked.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cebXum0Ism0/TmRHG5ZhSJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/TMZPVz7ascU/s1600/IMG_3334.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cebXum0Ism0/TmRHG5ZhSJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/TMZPVz7ascU/s320/IMG_3334.jpg" width="249" /></a></div>This photo was taken about 30 minutes after Hunter was born.&nbsp; Look how happy and normal I look<br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHpBaJ5guOw/UfQOPIFpPtI/AAAAAAAAArE/PH08wlYZnXk/s1600/IMG_6126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHpBaJ5guOw/UfQOPIFpPtI/AAAAAAAAArE/PH08wlYZnXk/s320/IMG_6126.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">This photo was taken about 30 minutes after Logan was born.&nbsp; I see a slight difference...a little tired and puffy maybe??</div><br /><br />After giving birth, there are obvious body parts that hurt.&nbsp; What I was not prepared for was that EVERYTHING hurt from head to toe on me.&nbsp; I mean literally,&nbsp; I had a huge headache and even my feet hurt!&nbsp; It took a few weeks for all the aches and pains to go away and for my body to heal.&nbsp; Again another huge difference between adoption and child birth.&nbsp; When we got home with Hunter, I was able to take care of him and go on about my life without skipping beat.&nbsp; On the other hand, it took me 6 weeks to feel like a human being again after Logan.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">&nbsp;Like I said before, having a child through adoption and through pregnancy are so different but have the same ending result.&nbsp; People ask me which one is better.&nbsp; I can't really answer that because they were both awesome and such a blessing. (I will say I preferred someone else going through childbirth though- ha ha ha, but seriously...).&nbsp; When we adopted, we met the most wonderful young girl who gave us the biggest gift of our lives.&nbsp; When we were pregnant, we got to watch first hand the miracle of life and see this special baby growing inside me.&nbsp; Both were incredible and I when people ask, I say I have two miracle babies that were a gifts from the Lord.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8X8xHJaQ0zY/UfQQYzhOpuI/AAAAAAAAArU/joOep11_CgI/s1600/IMG_8195.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8X8xHJaQ0zY/UfQQYzhOpuI/AAAAAAAAArU/joOep11_CgI/s320/IMG_8195.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><br />Although Hunter's adoption has been finalized for almost 18 months now, our adoption journey will never be over because we will always love Hunter's birth parents.&nbsp; Adoption will always be part of our lives.&nbsp; Our plan is to always have Hunter understand where he came from. As he gets older, he will have more questions as he comprehends more and more.&nbsp; Maybe one day he will want to search for his birth mom "S" and his birth father "R."&nbsp; If so, we can't and won't take is personally.&nbsp; We will support him and help him.&nbsp; People have asked me if we want more kids and if so, if we will adopt or try to conceive.&nbsp; The answer I have is- "are you crazy? My kids are only 19 months apart! Give me a break and ask in another year or so!" But seriously, I don't know.&nbsp; I think we will take the blessings the Lord gives us as they come and be happy with that.<br /><br />So I think this brings me to the end of this adoption blog.&nbsp; I don't know, maybe I will update it periodically.&nbsp; But since it takes me 5 weeks to write one post, the chances are slim that I will continue.&nbsp; (I am, however, considering starting a blog for my photography business so stay tuned for that).&nbsp; If you have stumbled upon this blog by searching for "adoption," "Adoption Angels," or even "liver pudding" I hope you have enjoyed reading.&nbsp; If you are considering adoption, I would love to talk to you.&nbsp; As you can see it is not an easy road, but it is a blessed road.&nbsp; God bless!<br /><br /><br />Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-42594494441101856392013-06-03T13:11:00.000-07:002013-06-03T13:11:40.812-07:00It's been a long timeYes, it has been a looooooong time since my last post. Believe it or not, every day over the past 7 months I have thought about updating this blog.&nbsp; I guess I have been a little busy.<br /><br />To give a quick update..<br /><br />I know have my dream job as stay at home mommy!&nbsp; The Lord blessed Noel with a new job last summer and I was able to leave my job in Child Care Licensing in December.&nbsp; This was perfect timing because my belly was getting bigger and bigger with our son.&nbsp; Yes, we know have two boys under 2 years old!&nbsp; And yes, I do have a few more gray hairs since last year.<br /><br />I will write about adoption vs. pregnancy but not today.&nbsp; It is getting close to the end of Hurricane Hunter's nap so I just don't have time for it...but keep checking because maybe I will get this one done before Logan is one!&nbsp; Ha ha ha.<br /><br />So we received the miracle blessing of our second son Logan Joseph Burns on April 3, 2013.&nbsp; He was born at 7:20 PM after 12 hours of labor.&nbsp; He was 7 lbs 5 oz and 20 1/4 inches long.&nbsp; Hunter had a hard time adjusting to life where he had to share his Mommy and Daddy, but is doing much&nbsp; better now.&nbsp; I think the terrible two's arrived a little early.&nbsp; Note the nick name "Hurricane Hunter" I mentioned above.&nbsp;&nbsp; Hunter is still my sweet baby but he has his moments :)&nbsp; I think this is just payback for me being the "two year old from hell" as my mom jokingly says.<br /><br />So that is the super fast update of the last few months.&nbsp; I do hope to give more details soon, but in the meantime here are a few pics to help fill in the blanks:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZZYXYFMq_s/Uaz2DVYByuI/AAAAAAAAAo8/RX3nYwvC-Fc/s1600/IMG_2043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZZYXYFMq_s/Uaz2DVYByuI/AAAAAAAAAo8/RX3nYwvC-Fc/s320/IMG_2043.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wowBQ1Ev3Wc/Uaz2XWYNVYI/AAAAAAAAApE/evf4IVwcM2g/s1600/IMG_4210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wowBQ1Ev3Wc/Uaz2XWYNVYI/AAAAAAAAApE/evf4IVwcM2g/s320/IMG_4210.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W_VC-fV-ue4/Uaz2degHI6I/AAAAAAAAApM/L9tcDM8EZKo/s1600/IMG_4193.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W_VC-fV-ue4/Uaz2degHI6I/AAAAAAAAApM/L9tcDM8EZKo/s320/IMG_4193.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JWYldEhDtiI/Uaz3MijG6XI/AAAAAAAAApU/aS3IGlt3HLQ/s1600/bwwmcrop1724.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JWYldEhDtiI/Uaz3MijG6XI/AAAAAAAAApU/aS3IGlt3HLQ/s320/bwwmcrop1724.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3nZUCuzx8N0/Uaz3ccvBYJI/AAAAAAAAApg/mB3vZM3Tjbc/s1600/IMG_5902.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3nZUCuzx8N0/Uaz3ccvBYJI/AAAAAAAAApg/mB3vZM3Tjbc/s320/IMG_5902.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y_dLXMQL8Sc/Uaz3fTCZVoI/AAAAAAAAApo/3JD-vFOSTPc/s1600/IMG_6035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y_dLXMQL8Sc/Uaz3fTCZVoI/AAAAAAAAApo/3JD-vFOSTPc/s320/IMG_6035.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUT4XwKBTps/Uaz3qOp4WFI/AAAAAAAAApw/m7yZMTTEr8E/s1600/IMG_7340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUT4XwKBTps/Uaz3qOp4WFI/AAAAAAAAApw/m7yZMTTEr8E/s320/IMG_7340.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrFIrq2grdI/Uaz4G7QqJ6I/AAAAAAAAAp4/Itjr0E4MBzo/s1600/IMG_6181+(2).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrFIrq2grdI/Uaz4G7QqJ6I/AAAAAAAAAp4/Itjr0E4MBzo/s320/IMG_6181+(2).jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br />Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-91733705135746473012012-10-07T18:51:00.001-07:002012-10-07T18:54:15.395-07:00Hunter is ONE!!!Yes, my sweet baby Hunter is one!&nbsp; Actually as of today, he is a little over 13 months, but he turned one on September 1st.&nbsp; Since this whole blog tells you the story of his first year, I will not do that here.&nbsp; Instead, I will tell you about his awesome parties!<br /><br />Hunter turned one on Labor Day weekend.&nbsp; We were in Dobbin visiting my parents, so we decided to have a family party there.&nbsp;&nbsp; We all had a great time, but Hunter had a blast!&nbsp; He got to play with his cousins and new friends.&nbsp; Hunter had been taking steps for about 2-3 weeks before he turned one, but it wasn't until his actual birthday until he decided to get up and just start walking.&nbsp; It was awesome!&nbsp; Just out of nowhere, he got up and just started cruising like he had been doing that all along.&nbsp; He must have known in was his special day.&nbsp; We had successfully waited the whole year to give him any kind of super sugary dessert.&nbsp; So on his birthday he had the most sugar-filled, bright blue icing cupcake we could find.&nbsp; Just a warning to those parents whose children are yet to turn one-- be ware of the color icing they eat.&nbsp; Let's just say, the next day you will find a nice brightly colored surprise in their diaper :)<br /><br />Thanks Mimi and Papa for a wonderful party!&nbsp; Hunter loves you!!!<br /><br />Here are some highlights from his Dobbin party:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fhpEtohijPY/UHItbvSRC-I/AAAAAAAAAlY/jXOjQ3UV_ws/s1600/IMG_0479.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fhpEtohijPY/UHItbvSRC-I/AAAAAAAAAlY/jXOjQ3UV_ws/s320/IMG_0479.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Good morning Birthday Boy! </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zHfm8VWem60/UHItheQIKWI/AAAAAAAAAlg/zN6Boyv3oiM/s1600/IMG_0529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zHfm8VWem60/UHItheQIKWI/AAAAAAAAAlg/zN6Boyv3oiM/s320/IMG_0529.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">A birthday kiss from Charlie </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7nJRbriT57M/UHItntMrbMI/AAAAAAAAAlo/9_YcN3GvCjw/s1600/IMG_0559.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7nJRbriT57M/UHItntMrbMI/AAAAAAAAAlo/9_YcN3GvCjw/s320/IMG_0559.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hunter and Nattie </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RrvL0pNJNNM/UHItuRWgj6I/AAAAAAAAAl0/iyhWjBqWEwM/s1600/IMG_0583.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RrvL0pNJNNM/UHItuRWgj6I/AAAAAAAAAl0/iyhWjBqWEwM/s320/IMG_0583.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cousins playing beautiful music together </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oewrBLud2Zg/UHIt4JdTdqI/AAAAAAAAAl8/8xt-MBlEc8Y/s1600/IMG_0600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oewrBLud2Zg/UHIt4JdTdqI/AAAAAAAAAl8/8xt-MBlEc8Y/s320/IMG_0600.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here he goes! </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hRabFKyhjG8/UHIt9VXNkOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/l7DEtcnap8o/s1600/IMG_0604.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hRabFKyhjG8/UHIt9VXNkOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/l7DEtcnap8o/s320/IMG_0604.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Proud of our boy! </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qP37Pju8PA8/UHIuGRQ_hgI/AAAAAAAAAmM/jEntd-hw7IM/s1600/IMG_0646.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qP37Pju8PA8/UHIuGRQ_hgI/AAAAAAAAAmM/jEntd-hw7IM/s320/IMG_0646.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53ZxfFAdX4M/UHIuMSX0IwI/AAAAAAAAAmU/96Au6mCAkX4/s1600/IMG_0760.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53ZxfFAdX4M/UHIuMSX0IwI/AAAAAAAAAmU/96Au6mCAkX4/s320/IMG_0760.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Icing was EVERYWHERE! </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pCA-NcClsmw/UHIuUY_geHI/AAAAAAAAAmc/qYOkHXK3Obo/s1600/IMG_0768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pCA-NcClsmw/UHIuUY_geHI/AAAAAAAAAmc/qYOkHXK3Obo/s320/IMG_0768.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QOEVp3ohYBQ/UHIudZFlmTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/v8C43FFhUOg/s1600/IMG_0774.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QOEVp3ohYBQ/UHIudZFlmTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/v8C43FFhUOg/s320/IMG_0774.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EbaLlxsfc3w/UHIunG-5INI/AAAAAAAAAmw/s89q5mx9OiM/s1600/IMG_0777.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EbaLlxsfc3w/UHIunG-5INI/AAAAAAAAAmw/s89q5mx9OiM/s320/IMG_0777.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EIv2X66CDXI/UHIuydVWiYI/AAAAAAAAAm4/0j_u_DLzoQw/s1600/IMG_0819.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EIv2X66CDXI/UHIuydVWiYI/AAAAAAAAAm4/0j_u_DLzoQw/s320/IMG_0819.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hunter opening presents with his guests </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vG10-SMgSXQ/UHIu9YhJCOI/AAAAAAAAAnA/HQRdcPdr0kg/s1600/IMG_0836.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vG10-SMgSXQ/UHIu9YhJCOI/AAAAAAAAAnA/HQRdcPdr0kg/s320/IMG_0836.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Daddy got Hunter a ukulele.&nbsp; It's his FAVORITE toy!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">A week later, we had a party in San Antonio for all his local friends.&nbsp; This was a blast.&nbsp; We had his party at a local park and 16 of his little buddies came.&nbsp; Daddy grilled hot dogs, the kids played and had cake, and Mr. Todd did face painting.&nbsp; Hunter had such a great time and said he can't wait for his birthday next year.&nbsp; Thanks GranDana and Grandpa Larry for helping us make this a success!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CfV0eIFNDz4/UHIwb4Mjs_I/AAAAAAAAAnI/ud0haeWaAlo/s1600/IMG_1166.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CfV0eIFNDz4/UHIwb4Mjs_I/AAAAAAAAAnI/ud0haeWaAlo/s320/IMG_1166.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hXqXfjziScY/UHIwgYE-HWI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/iHim2souvhM/s1600/IMG_1183.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hXqXfjziScY/UHIwgYE-HWI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/iHim2souvhM/s320/IMG_1183.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRESDTlHtyg/UHIwlygUG3I/AAAAAAAAAnc/SfvoVbZE5ks/s1600/IMG_1188.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRESDTlHtyg/UHIwlygUG3I/AAAAAAAAAnc/SfvoVbZE5ks/s320/IMG_1188.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V6kbRn2jPnw/UHIwqz9Wu-I/AAAAAAAAAnk/mFGicPpJ9a8/s1600/IMG_1195.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V6kbRn2jPnw/UHIwqz9Wu-I/AAAAAAAAAnk/mFGicPpJ9a8/s320/IMG_1195.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--h5zbnfOtXM/UHIwvqBLkYI/AAAAAAAAAns/9nWYp3JQOfo/s1600/IMG_1198.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--h5zbnfOtXM/UHIwvqBLkYI/AAAAAAAAAns/9nWYp3JQOfo/s320/IMG_1198.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yoCXlCRYFbU/UHIw0kZQY7I/AAAAAAAAAn0/LMFvqfRuKoU/s1600/IMG_1217.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yoCXlCRYFbU/UHIw0kZQY7I/AAAAAAAAAn0/LMFvqfRuKoU/s320/IMG_1217.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0OBDEaWJ1ss/UHIw5k_4LzI/AAAAAAAAAn8/1JKzQcl2Ipc/s1600/IMG_1234.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0OBDEaWJ1ss/UHIw5k_4LzI/AAAAAAAAAn8/1JKzQcl2Ipc/s320/IMG_1234.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9BSPnkr6drk/UHIw91WeDrI/AAAAAAAAAoE/EsQzxySVHXM/s1600/IMG_1258.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9BSPnkr6drk/UHIw91WeDrI/AAAAAAAAAoE/EsQzxySVHXM/s320/IMG_1258.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pE43foUfCuU/UHIxDL8QhxI/AAAAAAAAAoM/sO2oU0XhTzI/s1600/IMG_1264.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pE43foUfCuU/UHIxDL8QhxI/AAAAAAAAAoM/sO2oU0XhTzI/s320/IMG_1264.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I can't really say that I am sad about Hunter already being one.&nbsp; I do miss those sweet moments of snuggling him when he was so tiny, but that little boy is just so much fun.&nbsp; He gets more and more fun every day.&nbsp; I can't be sad about that.&nbsp; I love my little Hunter and he will always be my very special baby boy.</div>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-13999471133068075212012-10-07T18:23:00.003-07:002012-10-07T18:23:50.971-07:00Months 10 and 11So since I am waaaaaayyyy&nbsp; behind, I will do my best to catch you up on Hunter's 10th and 11th month.&nbsp; Hmmmm..... let's see..... that was in July an August.&nbsp; Hunter started crawling really well at 9 months, but did not start walking until 12 months, so that must mean he was a super crawler between 10 and 11 months.&nbsp; Sometime in there, he started saying "mama," "dada," and "bye bye."&nbsp; We are calling it a three way tie for his first word because they all seemed to come at about the same time.&nbsp; He got really good at waving bye to EVERYONE and everything.&nbsp; The summer was very fun for Hunter.&nbsp; He spent some good times in his pool with his buddies and had several play dates.&nbsp; Since pictures can tell a story much better than I can, here are the highlights from those two months:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pzlgQKEQ2pQ/UHIoqaU0KyI/AAAAAAAAAjc/maqUexgpsak/s1600/IMG_8324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pzlgQKEQ2pQ/UHIoqaU0KyI/AAAAAAAAAjc/maqUexgpsak/s320/IMG_8324.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hunter was supporting our Olympic Team! </div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hD4wMynu-t8/UHIovAbATeI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Wcmj8BYQuMM/s1600/IMG_8350.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hD4wMynu-t8/UHIovAbATeI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Wcmj8BYQuMM/s320/IMG_8350.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hunter loves to watch Daddy mow the lawn </div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qZQBu-m2u5Q/UHIozRaAopI/AAAAAAAAAjs/eLUvxDryVaQ/s1600/IMG_8429.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qZQBu-m2u5Q/UHIozRaAopI/AAAAAAAAAjs/eLUvxDryVaQ/s320/IMG_8429.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Family Photo- Hunter 10 months </div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tGZEM3QJHm0/UHIo5Xio9PI/AAAAAAAAAj0/D1uqNqFQn0U/s1600/IMG_8487.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tGZEM3QJHm0/UHIo5Xio9PI/AAAAAAAAAj0/D1uqNqFQn0U/s320/IMG_8487.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hey there Handsome! </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F-n-HmBrWKI/UHIo_g41fXI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jUc_VZUQMDE/s1600/IMG_8520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F-n-HmBrWKI/UHIo_g41fXI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jUc_VZUQMDE/s320/IMG_8520.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a2X4AqTjbqs/UHIpFlx3pKI/AAAAAAAAAkE/SREfSG8KoBo/s1600/IMG_8541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="108" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a2X4AqTjbqs/UHIpFlx3pKI/AAAAAAAAAkE/SREfSG8KoBo/s320/IMG_8541.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">What are you looking at? </div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c1nQL8W1fNo/UHIpLReEoXI/AAAAAAAAAkM/h_a6t1WqQeo/s1600/IMG_8580.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c1nQL8W1fNo/UHIpLReEoXI/AAAAAAAAAkM/h_a6t1WqQeo/s320/IMG_8580.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hey!&nbsp; What's up?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">And here are a few from August:&nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WBmVYuqBc-8/UHIqPJTnmTI/AAAAAAAAAkU/3Uy1hTElc20/s1600/IMG_8306.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WBmVYuqBc-8/UHIqPJTnmTI/AAAAAAAAAkU/3Uy1hTElc20/s320/IMG_8306.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Splashing it up with MacKenzie </div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VtizkMdiPrc/UHIqUWPXa8I/AAAAAAAAAkc/2vHpRQsHeI0/s1600/IMG_9147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VtizkMdiPrc/UHIqUWPXa8I/AAAAAAAAAkc/2vHpRQsHeI0/s320/IMG_9147.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The Herzog Clan in Dobbin </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2jvGKMPUmXA/UHIqcHAQMSI/AAAAAAAAAko/1DQh2j23b6Y/s1600/IMG_9152.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2jvGKMPUmXA/UHIqcHAQMSI/AAAAAAAAAko/1DQh2j23b6Y/s320/IMG_9152.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mWBbGpAnCCA/UHIqkWCRdNI/AAAAAAAAAkw/4dWnCxurY7s/s1600/IMG_9159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mWBbGpAnCCA/UHIqkWCRdNI/AAAAAAAAAkw/4dWnCxurY7s/s320/IMG_9159.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rl3H5KWky50/UHIqn-Vf4JI/AAAAAAAAAk4/trvmEhjKEXc/s1600/IMG_9196.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rl3H5KWky50/UHIqn-Vf4JI/AAAAAAAAAk4/trvmEhjKEXc/s320/IMG_9196.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cousins!!&nbsp; I can't believe three more are on their way :) </div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h_SVAm83Vec/UHIqwVQXBQI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Y-kCvW0OnRc/s1600/IMG_9331.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h_SVAm83Vec/UHIqwVQXBQI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Y-kCvW0OnRc/s320/IMG_9331.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hunter and his second cousin sweet Cambry</div><br /><br />Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-70689680184259727352012-09-15T19:59:00.003-07:002012-09-15T19:59:39.091-07:00The surprise of my life :)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I cannot believe it has been three months since my last post!&nbsp; I guess you could say I have been a little busy.&nbsp; Hunter is now one years old- which I still have a hard time figuring out where the year has gone by.&nbsp; I will give some highlights of the last three months if I can remember them :)&nbsp; I will also tell you all about his first birthday in another post.&nbsp; But right now, I want to tell you about the BIGGEST surprise of my life...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A picture is worth a thousand words right, so here you go...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VfNVYdjJSvA/UFUxtUmarZI/AAAAAAAAAi0/zdlxWA7tcmk/s1600/IMG_6000.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VfNVYdjJSvA/UFUxtUmarZI/AAAAAAAAAi0/zdlxWA7tcmk/s320/IMG_6000.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Yes, that is exactly what you think it is.&nbsp; I took that test on August 16 and finally passed this time.&nbsp; I have heard at least a million times that "You will get pregnant after you adopt."&nbsp; I got so tired of hearing it and just wanted to punch someone in the face (not really, I don't usually punch people :)) Noel and I started trying to start our family in 2007.&nbsp; In the later part of 2008, I started seeing a fertility specialist.&nbsp; Lots of hormones and one surgery later, still no baby.&nbsp; The doctors wanted to proceed with more fertility treatments, but after a year of that, we said no more.&nbsp; So in August of 2009, we decided to follow our hearts and God's leading and start the adoption process.&nbsp; I am pretty sure you all know how that turned out :)&nbsp; Fast forward to this August.&nbsp; One day, I casually told Noel that I thought I was a couple of days late so I would probably take a pregnancy test that week sometime.&nbsp; He said okay and we didn't give it much more thought.&nbsp; I honestly couldn't remember when I should have started because I stopped keeping track of that so long ago.&nbsp; Also I have been soooooooo...busy with Hunter, work, and my photography that a lot slips my mind these days.&nbsp; The next morning I got up to get ready for work.&nbsp; I remembered that we might have some pregnancy tests in the cabinet from several years ago.&nbsp; So I dug through the cabinet and dusted off the box.&nbsp; I checked the expiration date and found they were still good for four more months.&nbsp; I am sure you know what comes next...I saw that two blue lines appeared very quickly and then I though to myself "oh, it's negative, no big deal" and threw it away.&nbsp; I have seen so many negative tests that I didn't even really think one could ever be positive.&nbsp; I started getting ready for work when I realized that I didn't know what those two little blue lines meant.&nbsp; I guess I thought one was supposed to make a plus sign or something.&nbsp; So I pulled the test out of the trash and got the box.&nbsp; I took one look and literally said "Holy Cow!" I started at it in disbelief for a minute and then just chuckled and said "well, okay God."&nbsp; I started getting ready for work because I didn't know what else to do and then realized that I should probably tell Noel.&nbsp; He was still asleep so I woke him up and asked him to come look at something in the bathroom.&nbsp; He staggered half awake and I pointed to the counter.&nbsp; He looked at it and said "well, okay...congratulations."&nbsp; It was so funny because he was so calm and had the cutest sleepy smile on his face.&nbsp; So we looked at each other and hugged.&nbsp; I obviously had a blank stare on my face and he said, "ummmm....shouldn't you call your doctor?'&nbsp; Yes! That is a good idea.&nbsp; I was so totally in shock I couldn't even think of what to do next.&nbsp; So we both called into work, got dressed, and took Hunter to daycare.&nbsp; Hunter's teachers looked at us so funny because we were obviously not dressed for work and we never drop him off together.&nbsp; I know I looked like a deer in the headlights. I can only imagine what they thought.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">To make a long and frustrating story short,&nbsp; I called my doctor's office who said that I didn't need to come in because all they would have me do was take a urine test.&nbsp; I tried to explain my unique situation and that I was told if I ever conceived that I would need supplemental hormones right away.&nbsp; The blood work they ordered would have taken almost a week to get the results and I knew I couldn't wait that long.&nbsp; So I called the fertility clinic that I had been to three years ago.&nbsp; God bless the Fertility Center of San Antonio.&nbsp; I spoke to a nurse right away who told me to come in and I didn't even need an appointment.&nbsp; They did blood work to confirm the pregnancy and check my hormone levels.&nbsp; They also gave me the prescription I needed and called with the results that afternoon.&nbsp; I am so thankful for them!&nbsp; I am going to see this doctor through my first trimester and then transfer over to my regular OB/GYN.&nbsp; I will get an appointment and sonogram every two weeks at first and then we will work on weaning off the hormones.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">My due date so far is April 15, 2013 which is three days after my birthday.&nbsp; How fun is that?!?!&nbsp; I am currently 9 weeks and 1 day.&nbsp; I do have a baby bump and have been feeling pretty good.&nbsp; The fatigue and nausea is just now hitting me, but so far it isn't bad. I can mostly just deal with it.&nbsp; The fun part is that I get hungry every three hours and get to have lots of snacks.&nbsp; I can already tell I am going to be a pregnant woman who has cravings.&nbsp; So far,&nbsp; Noel has only had to go to Whataburger at 11 PM once.&nbsp; I won't make that a habit and am trying to eat healthy, but what fun is being pregnant unless you can have a little fun with it, right?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">So we feel soooo blessed.&nbsp; I am still in shock a little bit daily and I look at my growing belly and realize I have to slow down and rest more.&nbsp; As soon as I realized I was pregnant, I did some quick math and found that Hunter and his little brother or sister will only be 19 months apart.&nbsp; That is less of a gap than we were planning on, but I don't mind. I will take what God gives me and be happy--maybe VERY tired, but happy.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Here is our little peanut at about 7 1/2 weeks.&nbsp; I will have another sonogram on Monday.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq-hqZucKPI/UFUxUD3ki2I/AAAAAAAAAio/eSm0rfYU_gA/s1600/IMG_1139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq-hqZucKPI/UFUxUD3ki2I/AAAAAAAAAio/eSm0rfYU_gA/s320/IMG_1139.JPG" width="213" /></a></div>It was so cool to see the baby, my baby, and see the little flicker that is the heart&nbsp; beat.&nbsp; Noel and I decided that at this stage, the baby looks like a gummy bear.<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">One of the most fun parts of being pregnant so far, was telling people.&nbsp; Long, long, long ago I imagined what that would be like and how I would share the news.&nbsp; Now since absolutely NO ONE was expecting this, it made it really fun. Here are some of my favorite reactions:</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">My Mom:</div><div style="text-align: left;">I called her and asked her if she was ready for her sixth grandchild.&nbsp; There was a long pause and she finally said "are you pregnant?"&nbsp; "ya" I replied.&nbsp; This was followed by another long pause.&nbsp; Now repeat her question and my reply about three more times.&nbsp; Then she finally said "Oh my God!" and just started laughing in amazement.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">My brother Steven:</div><div style="text-align: left;">I told him that we decided not to have there be too much of an age gap between their twins (which are due 11/3/12) and the next kid in the family so we were gonna have a baby in April.&nbsp; He was super excited and we talked for a little while.&nbsp; He finally told me that I inspired him so much that he was going to take a nap, but decided to mow the lawn instead.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">My brother Ryan:</div><div style="text-align: left;">I asked him if he thought Natalie and Brody would want another baby cousin.&nbsp; He asked "from where?"&nbsp; to which I replied "from me!"&nbsp; He was happy and congratulated me and then said that he thought I was calling because we were in town.&nbsp; Telling him I was pregnant was the last thing he thought I would say.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Noel's Mom, Dad, and Sister Jennifer:</div><div style="text-align: left;">Noel's mom loves to get new pictures of Hunter, so we decided to print a picture of the pregnancy test and put it in with a stack of Hunter's pictures.&nbsp; We were going to see them that weekend anyways so we waited two days to tell them.&nbsp; As soon as we arrived, Noel told his mom and sister to sit down at the table so they could look at the new pictures of Hunter.&nbsp; I had the pregnancy test picture as the fourth one in the stack.&nbsp; I didn't take into account that they would look at each picture SUPER slow and talk about how cute Hunter was.&nbsp; I thought they would never get to the surprise (maybe it was just my anticipation).&nbsp; So finally they pulled out the test picture and Jennifer immediately got it and said "No!" in disbelief.&nbsp; She looked at me and I said "yep!"&nbsp; Then my mother in law got it too and they were already both up on their feet, jumping up and down, clapping their hands in excitement and crying.&nbsp; It was so cute.&nbsp; Noel's Dad was sitting by me and had no idea what was going on until they finally said the word "pregnant" and then he got a huge smile on his face.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Our friends Todd and Candes:</div><div style="text-align: left;">We told Todd, Candes and their two boys that we wanted to take them out to dinner since we felt like we hadn't seem them in a while (it had been like a week).&nbsp; We sat down at the restaurant I told them that we lied and there was a reason we took them to dinner.&nbsp; I then told them that we were going to have a baby.&nbsp; Well, Candes smacked me on the arm and said "shut up!"&nbsp; "Are you serious??"&nbsp; And of course I replied "yes."&nbsp; Now repeat this about 10 times.&nbsp; Meanwhile Todd just stared at me like a deer in the headlights.&nbsp; It was priceless and so hilarious!&nbsp; I think this was my favorite reaction.&nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">My Co-workers:</div><div style="text-align: left;">So I decided I needed to do something fun to announce it to my co-workers.&nbsp; I thought long and hard about it and decided to post this picture up outside my office with the following caption below:</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hw7SVyICsbE/UFU-AmeQy2I/AAAAAAAAAjI/WJvA5aYZM4o/s1600/IMG_9221.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hw7SVyICsbE/UFU-AmeQy2I/AAAAAAAAAjI/WJvA5aYZM4o/s320/IMG_9221.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>The price of adopting our first child ........ $$$$</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>The going rate for a bale of hay.........$250</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>A new family photo..........$0</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>The look on your face when you read this and realize there are four of us in this picture........priceless!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Baby Burns due to arrive April 15th</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">So, I just posted this on a large piece of paper outside my door so it would be noticeable and just sat back to watch the show.&nbsp; It was so funny!&nbsp; Some were confused and thought it meant we were adopting again, but most people got it.&nbsp; A lot of the ladies cried, which was sweet.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">So, this brings me to the end of my tale about the biggest surprise of my life.&nbsp; We never thought we could conceive, but I am so glad that I have a Lord who is bigger than anything and is still in the business of preforming miracles.&nbsp; Thank you sweet Jesus!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq-hqZucKPI/UFUxUD3ki2I/AAAAAAAAAio/eSm0rfYU_gA/s1600/IMG_1139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq-hqZucKPI/UFUxUD3ki2I/AAAAAAAAAio/eSm0rfYU_gA/s1600/IMG_1139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br /></a></div>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-28091941626488934962012-06-26T22:13:00.001-07:002012-06-26T22:26:42.072-07:009 MonthsYes, Hunter is already nine months old...actually he will be 10 months in just a few days.&nbsp; This little boy is just growing up so fast.&nbsp; He is crawling all over the place, standing, dancing, clapping, waving, and getting into everything.&nbsp; Just when we thought out house was baby proof...he finds something new to get into.&nbsp; Did I mention that he says "mama," "dada," and "bye bye?"&nbsp; Yes, I know what you are thinking.&nbsp; We were skeptical too and thought they were just sounds, but he started saying these specific words appropriately and with meaning.&nbsp; We are not sure what came first mama or dada, but we will call it a tie.<br /><br />Hunter continues to be the happiest baby around.&nbsp; He laughs hysterically at almost anything, especially Charlie.&nbsp; Those two are best buds- well it may be a one-sided relationship.&nbsp; At least Charlie is still faster than Hunter and can still get away from him when he wants to.&nbsp; Hunter is a big fan of swimming.&nbsp; He loves to splash in the water and squeal.&nbsp; I do think my child is part monster though. If you have been around Hunter for any length of time, then you will know the awesome growling sound he makes SUPER loud.&nbsp; It just comes out of nowhere sometimes.&nbsp; Everyone we know thinks it is funny,&nbsp; but I am not so sure about people at HEB or Wal-Mart yet.<br /><br />Hunter is into a new stage that if we tell him no, or heaven forbid try to put a diaper or clothes on him, he will throw a fit.&nbsp; I tell him that he is only nine months old and shouldn't know how to throw himself back and kick and scream.&nbsp; Where do these kids get this?&nbsp; He is also starting to get whiny at times.&nbsp; I find myself telling him "is that what you want to get upset about?"&nbsp; Or he will cry when I leave the room and I tell him, "you know mommy will never leave you, so don't be sad."&nbsp; I look at him and can't help but think that these little insignificant things are so important to him that he gets distressed over it, how silly is that?&nbsp; I feel like God's given me a bit of perspective of how we view things when compared to His bigger picture.&nbsp; What is big for us is so small for God.&nbsp; Just like Hunter thinks he will not get fed if he doesn't bang his hands on the high chair tray, we think God will not meet our needs and we worry.&nbsp; Nothing like having a child to give you some perspective :)<br /><br />Here are a few pics from this month and my precious baby boy:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oJfBB3Dbgo0/T-qUrQKxFXI/AAAAAAAAAgk/D5xRTrkiSl8/s1600/IMG_5962.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oJfBB3Dbgo0/T-qUrQKxFXI/AAAAAAAAAgk/D5xRTrkiSl8/s320/IMG_5962.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;Swim time</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u54K3gk4na8/T-qUvtER6VI/AAAAAAAAAgs/h8qqAAmohjs/s1600/IMG_5969.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u54K3gk4na8/T-qUvtER6VI/AAAAAAAAAgs/h8qqAAmohjs/s320/IMG_5969.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJGIPv5hUxY/T-qVNGeKNeI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ctMtftyLHTk/s1600/IMG_7089.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJGIPv5hUxY/T-qVNGeKNeI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ctMtftyLHTk/s320/IMG_7089.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">One of us is in baby jail, not sure who though</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Y22m3EVQJg/T-qVQNC_RaI/AAAAAAAAAhE/yZdQlgODSVI/s1600/IMG_7408.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Y22m3EVQJg/T-qVQNC_RaI/AAAAAAAAAhE/yZdQlgODSVI/s320/IMG_7408.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Watch out world! Here I am!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yn88mCj9NWM/T-qVTwUIe7I/AAAAAAAAAhM/rcxTyI6scP0/s1600/IMG_7446.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yn88mCj9NWM/T-qVTwUIe7I/AAAAAAAAAhM/rcxTyI6scP0/s320/IMG_7446.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OHYXYBem0zM/T-qVYEIkntI/AAAAAAAAAhU/2_NJn_OsPjc/s1600/IMG_7451.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OHYXYBem0zM/T-qVYEIkntI/AAAAAAAAAhU/2_NJn_OsPjc/s320/IMG_7451.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQAkObV5dns/T-qVcYT9MoI/AAAAAAAAAhc/7pXp8A3Vt98/s1600/IMG_7490.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQAkObV5dns/T-qVcYT9MoI/AAAAAAAAAhc/7pXp8A3Vt98/s320/IMG_7490.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uL7SciRlxJQ/T-qVhNK1kJI/AAAAAAAAAhk/z-8nfHNRpu0/s1600/IMG_7547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uL7SciRlxJQ/T-qVhNK1kJI/AAAAAAAAAhk/z-8nfHNRpu0/s320/IMG_7547.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c4X7LrO5-II/T-qVnLSobbI/AAAAAAAAAhw/b9Hr-hnKCgQ/s1600/IMG_7576.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c4X7LrO5-II/T-qVnLSobbI/AAAAAAAAAhw/b9Hr-hnKCgQ/s320/IMG_7576.jpg" width="213" />&nbsp;</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">&nbsp;I love to listen and dance while Daddy plays guitar for me</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QaavDw8FfIw/T-qYMxrsiTI/AAAAAAAAAh8/qYTkci7A6Ns/s1600/IMG_6624.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QaavDw8FfIw/T-qYMxrsiTI/AAAAAAAAAh8/qYTkci7A6Ns/s320/IMG_6624.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;&nbsp; Hunter's first tractor ride with Papa</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w5LRBHidVuc/T-qYT3iN_2I/AAAAAAAAAiE/GPxt4L3znos/s1600/IMG_6686.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w5LRBHidVuc/T-qYT3iN_2I/AAAAAAAAAiE/GPxt4L3znos/s320/IMG_6686.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;Hunter and his girlfriend Hadley</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UIMBzGjq02A/T-qYY6p9aqI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ezVoanVGq6c/s1600/IMG_6702.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UIMBzGjq02A/T-qYY6p9aqI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ezVoanVGq6c/s320/IMG_6702.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp; I'm so excited!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I6pJ2l8Gl9A/T-qYd5nFRoI/AAAAAAAAAiU/mF-LfJsLrUY/s1600/IMG_6743.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I6pJ2l8Gl9A/T-qYd5nFRoI/AAAAAAAAAiU/mF-LfJsLrUY/s320/IMG_6743.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hunter's friends: Hadley, Isaac, Hannah,and Luke</div><br />Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-43531011998565378732012-05-12T20:14:00.002-07:002012-05-12T20:26:21.107-07:00Beach TripJust last weekend, we had our first family mini vacation to the beach!&nbsp; It was so much fun; we all just had a blast.&nbsp; One of my very good friends was getting married in Port Aransas, TX and she wanted me to be her photographer.&nbsp; This was my first wedding to photograph, so I felt so honored.&nbsp; It also came as a huge perk that they got married on the beach.&nbsp; So we decided to take advantage of it and get a cottage for the weekend.<br /><br />I couldn't believe how much Hunter loved the beach.&nbsp; He is such a beach baby!&nbsp; At first he cried of course, because he just didn't know what to think of it, but he soon got over it and realized he had a huge playground of water and sand.<br /><br />The wedding was beautiful and it was a miracle we all didn't blow away.&nbsp; It was soooo windy, but I guess that comes with the territory.&nbsp; I'll post a few pics from the wedding when I am finished with them.&nbsp; In the meantime, here are a few pics from our trip:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DZouCRkn85U/T68lUBLLAkI/AAAAAAAAAew/NLiFlyZ24YQ/s1600/IMG_0552-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DZouCRkn85U/T68lUBLLAkI/AAAAAAAAAew/NLiFlyZ24YQ/s320/IMG_0552-2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFVs5NkWBDs/T68l5kOlukI/AAAAAAAAAgI/RDS9VQkzahE/s320/IMG_5875.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zF1RgVSyj3k/T68l-9QJmSI/AAAAAAAAAgY/dcDRWPxqZwc/s1600/IMG_5901.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zF1RgVSyj3k/T68l-9QJmSI/AAAAAAAAAgY/dcDRWPxqZwc/s320/IMG_5901.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BsUXBId6zfk/T68l9IC4Y2I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/k_a3SR-sTZ4/s1600/IMG_5893.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BsUXBId6zfk/T68l9IC4Y2I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/k_a3SR-sTZ4/s320/IMG_5893.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VP_DsGT7KeM/T68lym-tSpI/AAAAAAAAAfo/wXpEloFQaFM/s1600/IMG_5830.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VP_DsGT7KeM/T68lym-tSpI/AAAAAAAAAfo/wXpEloFQaFM/s320/IMG_5830.jpg" width="213" /></a>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-20043868035327129372012-05-12T19:56:00.000-07:002012-05-12T20:23:10.595-07:00Seven MonthsWell, I am a little behind in my blogging.&nbsp; Hunter is now 8 months old, but I'll just tell you about last month- that is if I can remember it.&nbsp; We are just as busy as usual.&nbsp; I did turn 31 years old last month, so maybe my memory is going with age...or maybe it's sleep deprivation...or maybe because I work full time, am a wife and mother, and have a part time business.&nbsp; At any rate, we had a fun month with our precious boy as usual.&nbsp; Hunter starting being able to get around really well.&nbsp; He couldn't crawl forward yet, but can go backwards, in circles, and roll all around the place.<br /><br />We took another "camping trip" to Dobbin.&nbsp; We took four other families with us to my parent's place and the guys and little boys camped while the mommies and babies stayed in the house/ cabin.&nbsp; I don't take Dobbin for granted, but I think it is funny when others consider it a wilderness experience.&nbsp; All together, there were 9 little boys running around.&nbsp; Here are a few pictures of my little country baby in Dobbin from that weekend:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ThCx9NQ97yQ/T68hjMcOopI/AAAAAAAAAdE/eDYnbItPwHM/s1600/156279_10151075092819657_587689656_12971515_1716843016_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ThCx9NQ97yQ/T68hjMcOopI/AAAAAAAAAdE/eDYnbItPwHM/s320/156279_10151075092819657_587689656_12971515_1716843016_n.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W8l7rcPD0Nc/T68hnWKptAI/AAAAAAAAAd8/JVwaHGtBl_4/s1600/532987_10151075092454657_587689656_12971511_1731069647_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W8l7rcPD0Nc/T68hnWKptAI/AAAAAAAAAd8/JVwaHGtBl_4/s320/532987_10151075092454657_587689656_12971511_1731069647_n.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1TSs9Nnurz8/T68hlpxtvTI/AAAAAAAAAdk/wYrx6prEVN8/s1600/523094_10151075093024657_587689656_12971516_1828358768_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1TSs9Nnurz8/T68hlpxtvTI/AAAAAAAAAdk/wYrx6prEVN8/s320/523094_10151075093024657_587689656_12971516_1828358768_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QU-eB9Jt9B0/T68hlPrS0wI/AAAAAAAAAdc/jJexG6JqAqQ/s1600/485227_10151075093249657_587689656_12971518_620178000_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QU-eB9Jt9B0/T68hlPrS0wI/AAAAAAAAAdc/jJexG6JqAqQ/s320/485227_10151075093249657_587689656_12971518_620178000_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G2JFSZCK51Y/T68hoj0yASI/AAAAAAAAAeM/wxXgftmtOO4/s1600/548050_10151075093454657_587689656_12971521_1900594257_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G2JFSZCK51Y/T68hoj0yASI/AAAAAAAAAeM/wxXgftmtOO4/s320/548050_10151075093454657_587689656_12971521_1900594257_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FR4xaQAbUBs/T68hpPQPW2I/AAAAAAAAAeU/lmHGx2OoeDg/s1600/560410_10151075092584657_587689656_12971512_1262468990_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FR4xaQAbUBs/T68hpPQPW2I/AAAAAAAAAeU/lmHGx2OoeDg/s320/560410_10151075092584657_587689656_12971512_1262468990_n.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Of course Charlie had to photo bomb this one.&nbsp; Hunter didn't seem to mind though.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">And as you can see, Hunter was well over due for another hair cut.&nbsp; This is his third "big boy" hair cut.&nbsp; We have done all his cuts at home.&nbsp; They turn out pretty good considering we are trying to keep an infant still.</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is before... </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PAf90v2NYkU/T68hkNwZrZI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Yqw5c-yCK8Y/s1600/480223_10151075093649657_587689656_12971522_2017301444_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PAf90v2NYkU/T68hkNwZrZI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Yqw5c-yCK8Y/s320/480223_10151075093649657_587689656_12971522_2017301444_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And during...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kbJpr_Dhzuo/T68hjlAGiLI/AAAAAAAAAdM/zmJHVzDrdXc/s320/394267_10151075094219657_587689656_12971528_1555499951_n.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bdXctnAXfA/T68hnrxadCI/AAAAAAAAAeE/9YSw7MI0tJU/s1600/546591_10151075094434657_587689656_12971531_2093987671_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bdXctnAXfA/T68hnrxadCI/AAAAAAAAAeE/9YSw7MI0tJU/s320/546591_10151075094434657_587689656_12971531_2093987671_n.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-23026030376210152262012-03-17T22:53:00.000-07:002012-03-17T22:53:08.191-07:00March MaddnessWhew!!&nbsp; It is the middle of March and that is what I have to say!&nbsp; This has been such a busy, but good month so far.&nbsp; Hunter is now 6 months old.&nbsp; He can sit on his own very well and play with toys for quite a while.&nbsp; He is getting ready to crawl and has his two bottom teeth.&nbsp; He continues to be the happiest baby I know.<br /><br />So you may be asking, "why has March been so busy?"&nbsp; Let's start from the beginning...<br /><br />Part 1:&nbsp; Baby oh baby!<br />I am so happy to announce that my brother Steven and his wife Kristen are expecting...TWINS!!!&nbsp; They had been trying to start their family for 5+ years and the Lord was faithful to answer all our prayers.&nbsp; They found out at the beginning of this month that they will be welcoming two precious babies in October.&nbsp; Praise God!!<br /><br />Part 2: Keeping things interesting<br />I had my first court experience where I had to testify.&nbsp; As I may have mentioned in previous blog entries my job is to regulate daycare facilities for the State of Texas.&nbsp; This involved inspecting, investigating, and sometimes closing daycares.&nbsp; The first week of March, arrived the long awaited court date for a daycare that we decided to revoke their license.&nbsp; Without going into detail, most of the parties involved went before the judge and testified.&nbsp; I had been dreading this day for obvious reasons, but was ready to get it over with.&nbsp; When it was my turn to testify, I was nervous but confident.&nbsp; When the defense attorney cross examined me, he decided to bring out a totally different persona than I had previously observed in the prior three hours.&nbsp; He really let me have it and grilled me pretty good.&nbsp; His questioning technique was to attempt to make me agree with him and to confuse me by asking very compounded questions.&nbsp; In my opinion, I think he took one look at me and thought I would be a pushover.&nbsp; His plan backfired and it just ticked me off and made me more confident in my stance.&nbsp; I have been at my job for four years now, and have only gone to court twice.&nbsp; This, however was the first time I had to testify.&nbsp; Needless to say, it was an interesting experience, but one that I wish not to have again for a looooong time!&nbsp; As I was walking out of the courtroom, I checked my phone and got an even more interesting text message.&nbsp; But I will get to that in a minute.<br /><br />Part 3:&nbsp; A day to remember<br />The day after I was in court for work, we were going out of town for Noel's sister's wedding.&nbsp; That morning we packed up the car and headed north to Austin.&nbsp; The forecast called for rain and a cold front to blow in.&nbsp; Despite this, we were still hopeful that the outdoor wedding would go on as planned.&nbsp; The family was excited and busy.&nbsp; During the rehearsal, the cold front blew in.&nbsp; We were all standing outside in our cute little dresses when it got very windy and cold!&nbsp; By the time of the rehearsal dinner, the temperature had dropped at least 20 degrees and it was raining.&nbsp; The rehearsal dinner was at a very good Mexican restaurant where the food was incredible.&nbsp; Unfortunately the bride started feeling a little sick to her stomach.&nbsp; We were all convinced it was just the stress of the wedding getting to her.&nbsp; The next morning the girls get up and get ready for the bridal luncheon.&nbsp; The temperature had dropped down to 42 degrees and it was still raining.&nbsp; Keep in mind, that two days before that, it had been 80 degrees!&nbsp; Gotta love Texas weather!&nbsp; The luncheon was wonderful too and we were pampered with girly goodies and great food...but the bride was still feeling very sick.&nbsp; We were still trying to convince her that it just must be nerves or stress.&nbsp; We then move on to the wedding site and start to decorate.&nbsp; Fortunately, there was a plan B in case of bad weather.&nbsp; The wedding would take place in the same place as the reception area which was a very beautiful covered pavilion with a large fire place.&nbsp; My fingers were numb as we ran around the site decorating.&nbsp; I decided to go do some Matron of Honor duties and check on the bride.&nbsp; This is where I found that things turned from bad to worse for her.&nbsp; Poor girl was really sick!&nbsp; We all soon realized that what we thought were nerves was really some kind of stomach flu.&nbsp; So, I sat with her and tried to provide comfort.&nbsp; We all helped her move through the day.&nbsp; My sister in law is such a trooper!&nbsp; She was determined to make her wedding happen, no matter what and she sure did!&nbsp; You would never have known by looking at her that she was terribly ill.&nbsp; The ceremony was shortened to 10 minutes and she missed most of the reception...but she still became a Mrs.&nbsp; Her new husband was so sweet and loving to her.&nbsp; I already saw him in action living out the vows he had just promised to her minutes earlier.&nbsp; At the end of the night, Noel and I went up to hug him and he told us, "everything that could have gone wrong today did, but I am still married."&nbsp; It was a great reminder of the beautiful commitment of love.&nbsp; Rain, 42 degree weather, and a bride with the stomach flu cannot stop true love.<br /><br />Here are a few pictures from the night:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HWYhlMFyock/T2Vmp8J7CQI/AAAAAAAAAYU/3RqLmrL9zhM/s1600/IMG_7626.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HWYhlMFyock/T2Vmp8J7CQI/AAAAAAAAAYU/3RqLmrL9zhM/s320/IMG_7626.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9LpaTwnv3U/T2Vmq6ArhPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/POcotc4RO2w/s1600/IMG_7679.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9LpaTwnv3U/T2Vmq6ArhPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/POcotc4RO2w/s320/IMG_7679.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lzhuy0x8k4/T2VmsyYYQoI/AAAAAAAAAYk/g1nHhZ2DGDQ/s1600/IMG_7708.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lzhuy0x8k4/T2VmsyYYQoI/AAAAAAAAAYk/g1nHhZ2DGDQ/s320/IMG_7708.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Part 4: Surprise baby!</div><div style="text-align: left;">As I mentioned above, I received a very interesting text message from someone.&nbsp; Well, that message was from my friend Karen in North Carolina.&nbsp; She said that they were on their way to San Antonio.&nbsp; I have written about our good friends Jeff and Karen before.&nbsp; They are adopting from the same agency we did.&nbsp; They came to San Antonio and stayed with us in January to meet the birth mom they were matched with.&nbsp; To make a long story short, that adoption fell through about a month ago.&nbsp; They were understandably devastated.&nbsp; Their plan was to come back to San Antonio the week of March 5th for their baby boy.&nbsp; This plan came crashing down when it was just weeks away.&nbsp; To all our surprise, they received a call from our agency on March 5th saying they were being considered for another baby who was born that morning.&nbsp; They got "the call" Wednesday afternoon that the mother had selected them and had already signed her rights away.&nbsp; They hopped on a plane two hours later and were in San Antonio by 8:30 that night.&nbsp; We had always told them that they have an open invitation to stay with us when their baby is born and for as long as they needed to until their paperwork was approved to go back home.&nbsp; We had to go out of town for a few days for the wedding so they stayed in a hotel until we got back.&nbsp;&nbsp; They came over, luggage and baby in tow just minutes after we got home.&nbsp; What a joy it was to see them walk in with a precious baby boy who they named Caleb.&nbsp; We spent the next week with the most wonderful house guests who quickly grew to be some very close friends of ours.&nbsp; Baby Caleb is so cute and such a calm baby!&nbsp; He was such a joy to have around.&nbsp; It was so fun to have a newborn in the house again.&nbsp; Caleb made Hunter look HUGE!&nbsp;&nbsp; The guys spent the week working on Noel's jeep and us girls played with the babies.&nbsp; Of course, I had to work, while Noel was on spring break and he got to stay at home with them.&nbsp; We had such a blast with them as we cooked a ton of food, took care of our babies, and stayed up way too late talking, laughing, and swapping baby stories.&nbsp; They received notification that their paperwork was approved on Thursday, so they left Friday morning.&nbsp; Thursday night we took them to have Texas BBQ.&nbsp; Little did we know that Thursdays are biker nights at this restaurant.&nbsp; We had to wait almost an hour to get in the restaurant, but it was worth it.&nbsp; We stuffed ourselves and had a great time as our last night together.&nbsp; Of course, I just had to take pictures of this sweet family.&nbsp; So here are a few of my favorites from the week:</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yuAReQUbbUY/T2Vr51OJ5QI/AAAAAAAAAas/NTTBdzsTlB4/s1600/IMG_7802.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yuAReQUbbUY/T2Vr51OJ5QI/AAAAAAAAAas/NTTBdzsTlB4/s320/IMG_7802.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ywcDUloKuAw/T2Vr8SRWZ3I/AAAAAAAAAa0/pG7uE1OWFQo/s1600/IMG_7904.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ywcDUloKuAw/T2Vr8SRWZ3I/AAAAAAAAAa0/pG7uE1OWFQo/s320/IMG_7904.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xvbreu6tX_g/T2Vr9Ytl1cI/AAAAAAAAAa8/rZ3B55PgufQ/s1600/IMG_7909.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xvbreu6tX_g/T2Vr9Ytl1cI/AAAAAAAAAa8/rZ3B55PgufQ/s320/IMG_7909.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BSkLiIn-2A/T2Vr-107hhI/AAAAAAAAAbE/yf9mpOdeb2k/s1600/IMG_7967.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BSkLiIn-2A/T2Vr-107hhI/AAAAAAAAAbE/yf9mpOdeb2k/s320/IMG_7967.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aEQCKxw5fR0/T2VsJfpE7LI/AAAAAAAAAbM/mdcwV-8vkFg/s1600/IMG_8017-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aEQCKxw5fR0/T2VsJfpE7LI/AAAAAAAAAbM/mdcwV-8vkFg/s320/IMG_8017-2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3tohwcApnXY/T2VsMMg2LDI/AAAAAAAAAbU/m4IyQwuXmAY/s1600/IMG_8029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3tohwcApnXY/T2VsMMg2LDI/AAAAAAAAAbU/m4IyQwuXmAY/s320/IMG_8029.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yhg5dZtYI6s/T2VsONxa9vI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ye_MhfugWKI/s1600/IMG_8094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yhg5dZtYI6s/T2VsONxa9vI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ye_MhfugWKI/s320/IMG_8094.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nn-lN70TAng/T2VsP-3rhiI/AAAAAAAAAbk/bwb2eyYRiVg/s1600/IMG_8104.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nn-lN70TAng/T2VsP-3rhiI/AAAAAAAAAbk/bwb2eyYRiVg/s320/IMG_8104.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Part 5: A'Hoy Matey!</div><div style="text-align: left;">If you are wondering why Noel looks like a pirate in the past two pictures, there is an explanation.&nbsp; As mentioned earlier, the guys had been working on Noel's jeep all week.&nbsp; On Wednesday, Noel had been doing some welding on the jeep.&nbsp; That night, his eye started hurting so he flushed it with a lot of water.&nbsp; Early the next morning, he woke up to severe pain in his eye.&nbsp; So we called the eye doctor's emergency line and they had us come in.&nbsp; I am sure you can see where this is going.&nbsp; Noel had a small piece of metal in his eye.&nbsp; The eye doctor had to pull it out with tweezers, brush out the rust, and buff the cut smooth.&nbsp; Sounds fun, right?&nbsp; Poor Noel was tough and handled it well.&nbsp; I treated him to a breakfast at Chick-Fil-A and then went off to work.&nbsp; His eye was hurting so bad, that he just needed to keep it covered to help it heal.&nbsp; Noel is a good sport and decided to go all out and wear a pirate shirt and hat to make his look complete.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPTuAcVbNs/T2VttBWFntI/AAAAAAAAAbs/GfVpHl_msU4/s1600/IMG_8078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPTuAcVbNs/T2VttBWFntI/AAAAAAAAAbs/GfVpHl_msU4/s320/IMG_8078.JPG" width="213" />:</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Part 6: Adoption Day!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And for the finale....on March 16th we went to court to finalize Hunter's adoption.&nbsp; "I thought it was already final?" you are thinking.&nbsp; In Texas, the adoptive parents have to be "supervised" for six months post placement.&nbsp; So this means that Hunter is "officially official."&nbsp; His birth certificate will now have our last name.&nbsp; To keep with the crazy nature of this month, we didn't want to disappoint you all so we made the Adoption day an interesting one.&nbsp; We had both of our parents and Noel's grandparents meet at our house before so we could caravan.&nbsp; Well I was the line leader and had to navigate us down town.&nbsp; Little did I know that downtown San Antonio would be packed with spring breakers and people celebrating St. Patrick's Day.&nbsp; Many streets were closed off and there was no where to park.&nbsp; We finally found a parking spot and rushed into the courthouse.&nbsp; We had to go through the metal detectors and get wanded by the security guards.&nbsp; Noel's Paw Paw got in trouble for having a pocket knife.&nbsp; The guards really gave him a hard time.&nbsp; We were already running super late.&nbsp; It was 1:28 and we were supposed to be at the hearing at 1:30.&nbsp; So my Mom, niece, Hunter and I went to find the court room and everyone else was going to catch up.&nbsp; Our instructions were to meet the Adoption Agency's attorney by the second floor elevators.&nbsp; Sounds easy enough....Wrong! &nbsp; We went up to the second floor to not to find anyone that looked like an attorney.&nbsp; I found a girl working behind a counter who was looking in a mirror fixing her hair.&nbsp; Without even looking up at me she gave me a non-convincing question of "how can I help you?" I told her that we were looking for adoptions and she directed us to the third floor.&nbsp; So we went to the third floor. Someone else then directed us to go down to the basement, walk outside to another building, go through the tunnel, get in the elevators, and then go up to the second floor.&nbsp; How in the world would I have found that???&nbsp; We got there well after 1:30 but were missing the other half of my family, including Noel.&nbsp; To make this long story short, they wondered around the courthouse for 20 minutes until we finally got a hold of each other on the phone.&nbsp; They went back to the beginning at the metal detectors where I ran back there to meet them and bring them back up.&nbsp; So, we were all a little flustered and were arguing with each other while we ran and trekked back.&nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We quickly reviewed the final court paperwork and signed and then went into the court room.&nbsp; It was 2:00 at this time and fortunately this was a "first come, first serve" basis and we were the only ones present for an adoption.&nbsp; The judge did not seem to mind at all and seemed happy to see it.&nbsp; We all approached the bench, swore in, and the attorney asked us about 10 questions to which we both answered "yes" to each one.&nbsp; The last question was if it was our intent to finalize this adoption today and I said "ABSOLUTELY!"&nbsp; Everyone laughed and the judge said it would be his pleasure to do so.&nbsp; He signed the court order and that was it! The judge was very kind and let us take pictures during the ceremony.&nbsp; He talked to Hunter and even tried to fix him up with his one year old granddaughter!&nbsp; We thanked him and then waited a few minutes for the attorney to come back with our copy of the adoption decree.&nbsp; It was great how quickly we forgot about the frustration of 15 minutes earlier.&nbsp; As we were crossing the street back to our car, a police on a motorcycle came racing down the road.&nbsp; Noel's grandparents were right in the middle of the road when he just about hit them.&nbsp; My dad saw him coming and stood in the road pointing backwards to them so he would see.&nbsp; It was then when we realized that they were still after Paw Paw for bringing in the pocket knife :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_JAyMPUSqc/T2V0zdN3JnI/AAAAAAAAAb0/FYKzmvxAhlQ/s1600/IMG_8114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_JAyMPUSqc/T2V0zdN3JnI/AAAAAAAAAb0/FYKzmvxAhlQ/s320/IMG_8114.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_W9Po3gkxT4/T2V01UIxxeI/AAAAAAAAAb8/lJlCA9uDRiE/s1600/IMG_8121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_W9Po3gkxT4/T2V01UIxxeI/AAAAAAAAAb8/lJlCA9uDRiE/s320/IMG_8121.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7k6KZD-X8VI/T2V02QuWi9I/AAAAAAAAAcE/7n0Dvstmewo/s1600/IMG_8132.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7k6KZD-X8VI/T2V02QuWi9I/AAAAAAAAAcE/7n0Dvstmewo/s320/IMG_8132.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dYBblqjuH68/T2V036tWbiI/AAAAAAAAAcM/xW5BMv1FbRI/s1600/IMG_8136-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dYBblqjuH68/T2V036tWbiI/AAAAAAAAAcM/xW5BMv1FbRI/s320/IMG_8136-2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">After the finalization, we went by Adoption Angels to say hi, thank them, and turn in our last monthly report (Hallelujah!).&nbsp; It was great to have them see Hunter so they could "ooh" and "ahh" over him.&nbsp; We also wanted our parents to meet our Dream Team.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J8rk2JdhYuE/T2V1CI5T98I/AAAAAAAAAcU/t0ZiOP8RSzU/s1600/IMG_8140.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J8rk2JdhYuE/T2V1CI5T98I/AAAAAAAAAcU/t0ZiOP8RSzU/s320/IMG_8140.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Later that evening, we met 33 of our closest family and friends at Spaghetti Warehouse to celebrate the end of this 2 1/2 year journey.&nbsp; It was such a special time to have those around us who have walked hand and hand with us from the beginning.&nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KhDhkNknY38/T2V1UBoMeOI/AAAAAAAAAcc/vMLFoWBpIeI/s1600/IMG_8155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KhDhkNknY38/T2V1UBoMeOI/AAAAAAAAAcc/vMLFoWBpIeI/s320/IMG_8155.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SPTYYGscqeM/T2V1VxHi49I/AAAAAAAAAck/0Bu3spG0OKI/s1600/IMG_8180.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SPTYYGscqeM/T2V1VxHi49I/AAAAAAAAAck/0Bu3spG0OKI/s320/IMG_8180.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HMFw7f83-o0/T2V1Yssft7I/AAAAAAAAAcs/obfcK1-su6g/s1600/IMG_8183.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HMFw7f83-o0/T2V1Yssft7I/AAAAAAAAAcs/obfcK1-su6g/s320/IMG_8183.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h62wfTHHj0Q/T2V1ahxiJTI/AAAAAAAAAc0/8oatz4EZB6c/s1600/IMG_8190.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h62wfTHHj0Q/T2V1ahxiJTI/AAAAAAAAAc0/8oatz4EZB6c/s320/IMG_8190.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w7OaOIBtCiE/T2V1cSavyaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/K9lh-EOzdLk/s1600/IMG_8199.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w7OaOIBtCiE/T2V1cSavyaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/K9lh-EOzdLk/s320/IMG_8199.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So there you have it!&nbsp; The story of crazy, busy, and wonderful Month.&nbsp; Whew!&nbsp; I am tired.&nbsp; I think I'll go to bed now. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-35887511429549412212012-02-09T17:08:00.000-08:002012-02-09T17:08:03.890-08:005 monthsOur little Mr. Hunter is now 5 months old.&nbsp; The older he gets, the more fun and precious he is!&nbsp; He can now sit up pretty well, talks and laughs all the time, can roll over one way, and is eating delicious rice cereal.&nbsp;<br /><br />Our lives have been so crazy since the Holidays.&nbsp; My workload at my job has increased yet again due to more staff leaving.&nbsp; Noel's department at work has moved into a new building and he was one of the main coordinators of the move.&nbsp; Needless to say...we are TIRED!<br /><br />On top of all this fun, I have decided to start a photography business.&nbsp; I have been praying for a way to hopefully stay at home with Hunter in the future and I feel that God is pointing me in this direction.&nbsp; So, this is a huge leap of faith for me because the thought of being self-employed goes against everything I ever thought I would do.&nbsp; So, without further a due, I would like to introduce Briana Burns Photography to you.&nbsp; You can check me out at <a href="http://www.brianaburnsphotography.com/">www.brianaburnsphotography.com</a> or at <a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_823220441">http://www.facebook.com/pages/Briana-Burns-Photography&nbsp;</a><br /><br />Here are a few pictures of the most awesome baby in the world:<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HsTdXPxZewk/TzRtqpgL4RI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1O0MqOHDTJM/s1600/IMG_2767.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HsTdXPxZewk/TzRtqpgL4RI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1O0MqOHDTJM/s320/IMG_2767.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0QDGKqxg7Yo/TzRttj2KEWI/AAAAAAAAAX0/7k4ur3l0lpA/s1600/IMG_2812.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="308" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0QDGKqxg7Yo/TzRttj2KEWI/AAAAAAAAAX0/7k4ur3l0lpA/s320/IMG_2812.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ng242bQaNA/TzRtwTsbFxI/AAAAAAAAAX8/tj1RKwf1TvU/s1600/IMG_2862.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ng242bQaNA/TzRtwTsbFxI/AAAAAAAAAX8/tj1RKwf1TvU/s320/IMG_2862.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kpF9awSVP28/TzRtz_OTDsI/AAAAAAAAAYE/WRvfDaBywVk/s1600/IMG_2930.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kpF9awSVP28/TzRtz_OTDsI/AAAAAAAAAYE/WRvfDaBywVk/s320/IMG_2930.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-feBme-E81Fo/TzRt4siA3VI/AAAAAAAAAYM/lo0PYNIuJgk/s1600/IMG_2669-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-feBme-E81Fo/TzRt4siA3VI/AAAAAAAAAYM/lo0PYNIuJgk/s320/IMG_2669-2.jpg" width="213" /></a></div>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-38887284543966338342012-01-12T18:31:00.000-08:002012-01-12T18:31:32.118-08:00Liver PuddingYou may be asking yourself, "What is liver pudding?"&nbsp; Well, it is pudding made from blended cow liver.&nbsp; Your next question may be, "Who in the world would eat this?"&nbsp; The answer to that is people from North Carolina.&nbsp; The last question you may be thinking is, "Who do you know in North Carolina?"&nbsp; Our new great friends Jeff and Karen!!&nbsp; *Before I continue with this story, I must add a disclaimer that Karen does not like liver pudding, but Jeff sure does*<br /><br />Several months ago I met Karen via facebook.&nbsp; We connected because our families are both adopting through Adoption Angels.&nbsp; We were already matched with Hunter's birthmom when Karen and I started emailing and chatting about our adoption stories.&nbsp; We quickly became friends as we got to know each other and would pray for each others adoptions.&nbsp; They recently were matched with their birthmom "D."&nbsp; We were overjoyed to hear this wonderful news and know what a great feeling it is.&nbsp; The time soon came that they were ready to meet with her in person and were making a trip to the great state of Texas.&nbsp; Noel and I invited them to stay with us for the weekend and they happily took us up on the offer.&nbsp; So we finally got to meet our friends last weekend.&nbsp; It was such a blessing to finally meet in person and get to know them more.&nbsp; They are such a sweet, wonderful, Christian couple with so much love to give.&nbsp; We had a blast going to dinner with them at Big Lou's- a San Antonio favorite pizza place.&nbsp; They were able to spend a lot of quality time with their birthmom which makes their bond even more special.&nbsp; They also got to love on Hunter and get a glimpse of how wonderful parenting a sweet baby will be.&nbsp; It was such a wonderful visit and we are looking forward to the next time they are here and can stay with us again, but this time with little Caleb!!&nbsp; Please keep this family and their birthmom "D" in your prayers.&nbsp; Here are a couple pictures from that weekend:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EGv-ABX8Hc4/Tw-WGsYa8bI/AAAAAAAAAXc/sAOcT1qJajU/s1600/IMG_1615.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EGv-ABX8Hc4/Tw-WGsYa8bI/AAAAAAAAAXc/sAOcT1qJajU/s320/IMG_1615.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O-Ba9oXlpGI/Tw-WMEwm3dI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ujiJmZawUj0/s1600/IMG_1620.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O-Ba9oXlpGI/Tw-WMEwm3dI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ujiJmZawUj0/s320/IMG_1620.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I feel I should explain the Liver Pudding reference a little more.&nbsp; Friday night after dinner, we were talking about what our favorite breakfast foods are because Noel was going to make our Saturday morning tradition breakfast.&nbsp; To our surprise we found out that Jeff loves Liver Pudding for breakfast.&nbsp; One, I didn't know you could make pudding out of liver, and two I really didn't know that would be a breakfast food.&nbsp; I know what you are thinking..."mmmmm...where could I get me some good liver puddin'?"&nbsp; The answer is - go to North Carolina and ask Jeff because I have no idea ;)<br /><br />Love you Jeff and Karen!!!&nbsp; Can't wait to see you again, especially with baby Caleb in tow!Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-8675400940708625292012-01-12T18:09:00.000-08:002012-01-12T18:09:34.736-08:004 months!Our little Hunter is now a little over four months old.&nbsp; Boy, does time fly!&nbsp; He had his four month check up and shots.&nbsp; He now is 14 lbs 11 oz and 25 inches long.&nbsp; He has doubled his birthweight!&nbsp; The doctor said Hunter is in the 50th percentile, but I think he seems bigger than the average 4 month old.&nbsp; Hunter is still the happiest baby I know.&nbsp; He loves to laugh and smile all the time.&nbsp; We started him on solid food last weekend which was hilarious!&nbsp; I am so glad we recorded it.&nbsp; At first he cried, then for the longest time he gave us the grumpiest face I've ever seen and wouldn't even look at us.&nbsp; He finally cam around and was okay at the end of the first feeding.&nbsp; He now really loves his rice cereal and laughs and smiles when we feed him.&nbsp; He has also discovered his toes and loves to grab them while making this bizarre noise that is a mix between a squawk, squeal, and a grunt.&nbsp; This is his new favorite past time- especially at 5 AM!&nbsp; Daddy also gave Hunter his first "big boy" haircut.&nbsp; I came home from work one day to this surprise.&nbsp; It looks so cute.&nbsp; What Noel didn't realize is that Hunter was getting the typical bald stripe across the back of his head.&nbsp; Fortunately that isn't too noticeable in pictures :).&nbsp; Here are a few of my favorite pictures from month 4:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dQZgFr2vuZ4/Tw-Ry5IztPI/AAAAAAAAAWk/D_bYNY42nCg/s1600/IMG_1324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dQZgFr2vuZ4/Tw-Ry5IztPI/AAAAAAAAAWk/D_bYNY42nCg/s320/IMG_1324.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpXtbSdAEiM/Tw-R_tgLkfI/AAAAAAAAAWs/yC8wRk4vvmY/s1600/IMG_1395-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpXtbSdAEiM/Tw-R_tgLkfI/AAAAAAAAAWs/yC8wRk4vvmY/s320/IMG_1395-2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1N-8gIygIcc/Tw-SC4h_vhI/AAAAAAAAAW0/b-Quax980HM/s1600/IMG_1400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1N-8gIygIcc/Tw-SC4h_vhI/AAAAAAAAAW0/b-Quax980HM/s320/IMG_1400.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hnUoeMtnH-w/Tw-SGToRw7I/AAAAAAAAAW8/JWlJNEV4VNI/s1600/IMG_1411-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Krmgqu9uzn8/Tw-SRkXQrHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/lV8YHJG9kJU/s1600/IMG_2055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Krmgqu9uzn8/Tw-SRkXQrHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/lV8YHJG9kJU/s320/IMG_2055.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-78762961789549338452012-01-01T17:37:00.000-08:002012-01-01T17:37:38.922-08:00Christmas!We had a great first Christmas with Hunter.&nbsp; We spent this year with Noel's family.&nbsp; Hunter's Gran Dana and PawPaw couldn't have been happier to have their sweet grandbaby there with them at Christmas.&nbsp; It was a sweet time for the family.&nbsp; This was the first time Hunter met his Aunt Jen and Uncle Derrick.&nbsp; Unfortunately Derrick had a stomach bug that weekend so he didn't get much time with Hunter.&nbsp; More unfortunately, that bug got passed on to us and we rang in the New Year with it- yuck!&nbsp; At least it was only a 24 hour bug.&nbsp; As we were coming back home, we were able to stop by my brother Ryan's house to see them and Hunter's cousins.&nbsp; Here are a few pictures from our first Christmas with our sweet baby boy.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8FcmEZbMwoo/TwEIwixuknI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Fk2btiKwNuM/s1600/IMG_1084.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8FcmEZbMwoo/TwEIwixuknI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Fk2btiKwNuM/s320/IMG_1084.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WoLveogEj0E/TwEIyRFdexI/AAAAAAAAAVE/0SOG8z0kKkc/s1600/IMG_1116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WoLveogEj0E/TwEIyRFdexI/AAAAAAAAAVE/0SOG8z0kKkc/s320/IMG_1116.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMq0R_8x1_U/TwEJ4J24QVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/G8CMttV1yr4/s1600/IMG_1292.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMq0R_8x1_U/TwEJ4J24QVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/G8CMttV1yr4/s320/IMG_1292.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-76916201380670544072011-12-11T17:52:00.000-08:002011-12-11T17:52:35.642-08:00Hunter's dedicationToday at church we had Hunter's baby dedication.&nbsp; This is similar to a baptism but without the water.&nbsp; This is our promise to Hunter that we will raise him to know and love Jesus to the best of our ability.&nbsp; The church also promises to come along beside us to support and love us.&nbsp; When Hunter is older, he will make the decision to be baptized.&nbsp; This is a moment I have been dreaming about for years.&nbsp; It was great to be able to share this with our family and church family who have been there with us along this long and wonderful journey.&nbsp; We were also able to share this moment with two other precious babies.&nbsp; What a sweet time it was for our family.&nbsp; Afterwards we had a celebration luncheon at our house.&nbsp; It quickly turned into a three ring circus!! We ended up having 22 adults, 11 children, 4 "babies-on-the-way", one dog...and a partridge and pear tree in our house.&nbsp; It was great to have all these very special people in our home.&nbsp; It is just such a testament to the amazing people in our life God has blessed us with.&nbsp; With that said- my head was left spinning between the massive amount of food, fun and laughter of our friends,&nbsp; children running around in circles chasing Charlie, and the all boy wresting ring that was my living room.&nbsp; It was great but boy am I tired!!<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41CCUDHJNPg/TuVdkIqBicI/AAAAAAAAASg/EbHaLiuw7f8/s1600/IMG_0545.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41CCUDHJNPg/TuVdkIqBicI/AAAAAAAAASg/EbHaLiuw7f8/s320/IMG_0545.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4A2OJ4Puitg/TuVdn6UEOYI/AAAAAAAAASo/yLVC5OgqV3w/s1600/IMG_0549.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4A2OJ4Puitg/TuVdn6UEOYI/AAAAAAAAASo/yLVC5OgqV3w/s320/IMG_0549.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Giving our promise to our children </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdpAop-dy6o/TuVdsSBkg2I/AAAAAAAAASw/qALJhaZxXNo/s1600/IMG_0555.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdpAop-dy6o/TuVdsSBkg2I/AAAAAAAAASw/qALJhaZxXNo/s320/IMG_0555.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Receiving a blessing and prayer </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TNLWS-tszGk/TuVdyC7UryI/AAAAAAAAAS4/fXkE5l0RAnU/s1600/IMG_0560.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TNLWS-tszGk/TuVdyC7UryI/AAAAAAAAAS4/fXkE5l0RAnU/s320/IMG_0560.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The "after party" </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3VA8_3AqyPA/TuVd2zfKAVI/AAAAAAAAATA/F780V1MNuvo/s1600/IMG_0562.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3VA8_3AqyPA/TuVd2zfKAVI/AAAAAAAAATA/F780V1MNuvo/s320/IMG_0562.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zv9SYzK3Jyw/TuVd741KnAI/AAAAAAAAATI/TlEus7KayDI/s1600/IMG_0569.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zv9SYzK3Jyw/TuVd741KnAI/AAAAAAAAATI/TlEus7KayDI/s320/IMG_0569.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EKGlOeMrRCc/TuVeAxI_fgI/AAAAAAAAATQ/_srht4Y_L-Q/s1600/IMG_0618.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EKGlOeMrRCc/TuVeAxI_fgI/AAAAAAAAATQ/_srht4Y_L-Q/s320/IMG_0618.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-10403836453000951432011-12-11T17:26:00.000-08:002011-12-11T17:26:29.809-08:00Christmas time!!So for years we have been hoping and praying to have our baby for Christmas-- well 2011 was our year! We have so much to be thankful for, especially to have Hunter this Christmas season.&nbsp; Here are a few pictures to help you get in the Christmas spirit:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x6rkiDAesKI/TuVXvK7y71I/AAAAAAAAARo/7oeUDEGSdls/s1600/IMG_0378.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x6rkiDAesKI/TuVXvK7y71I/AAAAAAAAARo/7oeUDEGSdls/s320/IMG_0378.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wiYSsY1Ed-c/TuVXx6K3_aI/AAAAAAAAARw/qCqxIqVIwno/s1600/IMG_0390.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wiYSsY1Ed-c/TuVXx6K3_aI/AAAAAAAAARw/qCqxIqVIwno/s320/IMG_0390.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0NYLS5YRYFI/TuVX1pADFpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Ff9CXSDAuIk/s1600/IMG_0412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0NYLS5YRYFI/TuVX1pADFpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Ff9CXSDAuIk/s320/IMG_0412.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vTCLDxyz6mM/TuVX6iwzkvI/AAAAAAAAASA/1lk2rgGfQhQ/s1600/IMG_0425.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vTCLDxyz6mM/TuVX6iwzkvI/AAAAAAAAASA/1lk2rgGfQhQ/s320/IMG_0425.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1iFiO4h28gI/TuVX8XjoxEI/AAAAAAAAASI/CJ8ROpkDs_8/s1600/IMG_0504.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1iFiO4h28gI/TuVX8XjoxEI/AAAAAAAAASI/CJ8ROpkDs_8/s320/IMG_0504.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j1W_XpZNOkQ/TuVX-1elD1I/AAAAAAAAASQ/zGdrRRTnx40/s1600/IMG_0596.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j1W_XpZNOkQ/TuVX-1elD1I/AAAAAAAAASQ/zGdrRRTnx40/s320/IMG_0596.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRjOtYq8JR0/TuVYCc1eU2I/AAAAAAAAASY/B71lQn90wXM/s1600/IMG_0613.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRjOtYq8JR0/TuVYCc1eU2I/AAAAAAAAASY/B71lQn90wXM/s320/IMG_0613.jpg" width="213" /></a></div>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-63934001393833783522011-12-05T18:17:00.000-08:002011-12-05T18:17:29.222-08:00The great Dobbin Camp OutThis past weekend Hunter went on his first camping trip---well sort of.&nbsp; Several of our close friends and their kids came with us to Dobbin where my parents live.&nbsp; The guys have been wanting to have a father son camp out but didn't want to go full camping for the first time.&nbsp; We decided Dobbin would be a safe place because all the mommies could stay in the cabin while the guys were in the woods.&nbsp; The little boys would also be close to restroom and mommies when needed.&nbsp; Did I mention there were 7 little boys??? Yes, 7!&nbsp; Ranging from 3 months to 7 years old.&nbsp; They did great and had such a fun time.&nbsp; Hunter stayed with me in civilization of course but made his appearance to the campsite wearing his camo outfit for pictures.&nbsp; The mommies decided to escape before the boys were let loose to find us and we went to the mall!&nbsp; So fun!&nbsp; The guys successfully made it through one night of camping and decided to stay inside with us for the second night since it was going to rain.&nbsp; Here are a few of my favorite pictures from this weekend:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-64cj01VlWUE/Tt1yXm-pXdI/AAAAAAAAAQg/eTLehc5SMVA/s1600/IMG_0205.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-64cj01VlWUE/Tt1yXm-pXdI/AAAAAAAAAQg/eTLehc5SMVA/s320/IMG_0205.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;The guys making a political statement ;)</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Trpww-c2llM/Tt1zGDbr2KI/AAAAAAAAAQo/w2K8ZBo2Yt8/s1600/IMG_0235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Trpww-c2llM/Tt1zGDbr2KI/AAAAAAAAAQo/w2K8ZBo2Yt8/s320/IMG_0235.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The boys </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n6thdZwu-Hc/Tt1zlWEygMI/AAAAAAAAAQw/UJhJOR3oTNE/s1600/IMG_0249.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n6thdZwu-Hc/Tt1zlWEygMI/AAAAAAAAAQw/UJhJOR3oTNE/s320/IMG_0249.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1nvE_pGT4pQ/Tt10VXeSlfI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dU9HmjsiMIk/s1600/IMG_0268.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1nvE_pGT4pQ/Tt10VXeSlfI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dU9HmjsiMIk/s320/IMG_0268.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLDktCNvixc/Tt11usRh5NI/AAAAAAAAARA/y6Zkxy-J0jE/s1600/IMG_0335.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLDktCNvixc/Tt11usRh5NI/AAAAAAAAARA/y6Zkxy-J0jE/s320/IMG_0335.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hunter's BFF- Ben </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nkkvp2QPMmc/Tt12lTvYaEI/AAAAAAAAARI/YX0sTgsBaxY/s1600/IMG_0350.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nkkvp2QPMmc/Tt12lTvYaEI/AAAAAAAAARI/YX0sTgsBaxY/s320/IMG_0350.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The baby boys on the way to the Mall with their Mommies </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vppAAtysJ_k/Tt13f6YXoiI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ZM7TnYX9OJE/s1600/IMG_0352.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vppAAtysJ_k/Tt13f6YXoiI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ZM7TnYX9OJE/s320/IMG_0352.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mimi and Papa with the babies </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nThQNYfYEas/Tt14aWKfvfI/AAAAAAAAARY/m5OUolkelzo/s1600/IMG_0358.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nThQNYfYEas/Tt14aWKfvfI/AAAAAAAAARY/m5OUolkelzo/s320/IMG_0358.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The crew minus Michelle and baby Sam who couldn't make it.&nbsp; We saved a spot for her. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mN10LMco6-U/Tt16caRu8OI/AAAAAAAAARg/Gu2X8qf6Awo/s1600/IMG_0241.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mN10LMco6-U/Tt16caRu8OI/AAAAAAAAARg/Gu2X8qf6Awo/s320/IMG_0241.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Daddy and son</div>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-27263353862316345502011-12-05T16:57:00.000-08:002011-12-05T17:03:03.454-08:00Working momI have been meaning to update my blog for a while now, but have been sooooo busy.&nbsp; Being a working mom is a challenge.&nbsp; We survived our first week back to work and Hunter starting daycare.&nbsp; He adjusted really well and seems to like his teachers.&nbsp; Every day when I pick him up they are always doing something fun- reading books, singing, snuggling, playing with other babies...&nbsp; good stuff.&nbsp; Hunter goes to chapel weekly, but sleeps through it still :)&nbsp; The second week of daycare Hunter came down with a very strange rash.&nbsp; We are pretty sure it was hand foot mouth disease.&nbsp; He looked like he had polk-a-dots all over his face.&nbsp; Fortunately it was a very mild case and didn't seem to bother him.&nbsp; He was able to play hooky from daycare for two days though.&nbsp; Now my poor baby has an ear infection and upper respiratory infection.&nbsp; Looks like he gets to play hooky for a couple&nbsp; more days this week.&nbsp; With my job, I've had parents call me many times to complain about their daycare.&nbsp; They say it must be really dirty because their baby just started and gets sick all the time now.&nbsp; I then get to explain to them that it is totally normal for children to get sick a lot when they start daycare for the first time.&nbsp; It is totally different to experience it for myself though.&nbsp; I understand it, but I sure don't like it.<br /><br />Here is a picture of my silly boy.&nbsp; The "polk-a-dots" are still there but faded a lot.&nbsp; Just imagine this but bright red<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gY4YEKFqqXw/Tt1n2Ca585I/AAAAAAAAAQY/WclK5kG04OA/s1600/IMG_5685.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gY4YEKFqqXw/Tt1n2Ca585I/AAAAAAAAAQY/WclK5kG04OA/s320/IMG_5685.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><br />Hunter also had his first round of shots.&nbsp; He was a trooper and the nurse gave him Spider man band aids.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2tls2651Fr0/Tt1maXVPgDI/AAAAAAAAAQI/r9fDxwYMQuo/s1600/IMG_5549-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2tls2651Fr0/Tt1maXVPgDI/AAAAAAAAAQI/r9fDxwYMQuo/s320/IMG_5549-2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br />We had a great Thanksgiving and had so much to be thankful for this year.&nbsp; It was so much fun to finally have our baby for a holiday.&nbsp; He loves being around family and plays up the cuteness big time.&nbsp; Here is a sweet picture of Hunter and his Mimi from Thanksgiving day.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l8zXby9jjE4/Tt1mvno4ryI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ci25A-grkuE/s1600/IMG_5594.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l8zXby9jjE4/Tt1mvno4ryI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ci25A-grkuE/s320/IMG_5594.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><br />I can't even believe Hunter is already three months old.&nbsp; He is such a cutie and has such a fun personality.&nbsp; He is also such a strong boy already.&nbsp; He has been able to hold his head up from just about birth.&nbsp; He tries to pull himself up from lying down to sitting when you are holding his hands.&nbsp; And he finally decided to start sleeping through the night in the past couple of weeks- thank goodness!!<br /><br />Even though I don't want to be working full time, I can't complain.&nbsp; The transition back to work actually went really well for everyone.&nbsp; I am tired, but not as bad as I thought I would be.&nbsp; Hunter is such a wonderful baby and I feel I have an important role at work and at home.&nbsp; Every night, Hunter and I say our prayers and pray for God to show us a way for Mommy to stay at home with him if she can.&nbsp; I got my Christmas present early and got a new DSLR camera.&nbsp; I have a lot to learn on it, but have the hopes of maybe doing photography someday.&nbsp; Maybe that can be the answer to our prayer :)Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-55147061823455738282011-11-12T19:19:00.000-08:002011-11-12T19:19:45.177-08:00Gruene tea and great friendsHunter had another welcome party today.&nbsp; My very sweet co-workers from my old job hosted a welcome baby shower at a tearoom in Gruene, TX.&nbsp; If you have never been to Gruene, I highly recommend visiting this quaint tiny town next to New Braunfels.&nbsp; We had such a nice time and it was so wonderful to see them and share my joy.&nbsp; It means so much to me that we have been able to keep in contact over the past four years and stay close.&nbsp; It means even more to me that I was able to share this experience with them even though I no longer work with them.&nbsp; My mother in law was in town so she got to come too.&nbsp; After the shower, she and I walked around Gruene and tried to navigate the stroller through the cluttered antique shops.&nbsp; Luckily we didn't break anything or make too many people mad.&nbsp; We found this cute nursery and stopped by to take some pictures.&nbsp; We did get into a little trouble by the owner.&nbsp; I had the bright idea to put Hunter in a pot and take his picture. Evidently he didn't like this and told us that "everyone else always asks permission before doing that."&nbsp; I tried to convince my mother in law to go distract that man so I could take more pictures, but I could tell he had a very watchful eye on me :)&nbsp; What rebels we are!<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9c_JN_QdXK8/Tr82XTBnEFI/AAAAAAAAAPY/wKCqPLV5oWw/s1600/IMG_5435.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9c_JN_QdXK8/Tr82XTBnEFI/AAAAAAAAAPY/wKCqPLV5oWw/s320/IMG_5435.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uxuynCMJngo/Tr82iAynDdI/AAAAAAAAAPg/A32spfJKjzU/s1600/IMG_5438-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uxuynCMJngo/Tr82iAynDdI/AAAAAAAAAPg/A32spfJKjzU/s320/IMG_5438-2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wysYw08vsms/Tr82lWrbSrI/AAAAAAAAAPo/NhrDmzsJq5o/s1600/IMG_5449.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wysYw08vsms/Tr82lWrbSrI/AAAAAAAAAPo/NhrDmzsJq5o/s320/IMG_5449.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7omBqiOFhQo/Tr82rGgBnKI/AAAAAAAAAPw/LeVFaB4Gex8/s1600/IMG_5451.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7omBqiOFhQo/Tr82rGgBnKI/AAAAAAAAAPw/LeVFaB4Gex8/s320/IMG_5451.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m3C-PcU7P-0/Tr82wNQZ8HI/AAAAAAAAAP4/lVJXPzSWwbU/s1600/IMG_5462.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m3C-PcU7P-0/Tr82wNQZ8HI/AAAAAAAAAP4/lVJXPzSWwbU/s320/IMG_5462.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xCOxnpsw-IY/Tr821cf_hVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/GNCDWdxRmG4/s1600/IMG_5471.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xCOxnpsw-IY/Tr821cf_hVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/GNCDWdxRmG4/s320/IMG_5471.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-52264801890498755252011-11-09T13:21:00.000-08:002011-11-09T13:21:25.884-08:00Coming to an endI have four days left of maternity leave.&nbsp; I cannot believe this 10 weeks staying at home with Hunter is coming to an end.&nbsp; When I think about the last 10 weeks I feel that my time with Hunter flew by so incredibly fast but I feel like i haven't been at work in a looooong time.&nbsp; I am not ready to return to work, but at least I feel that I finally had a break.&nbsp; I worked two years non stop, only taking time off when I was sick, to save up my leave.&nbsp; It was so worth it and I have a new appreciation for time.&nbsp; As I was planning my leave, I thought of all these things around the house I wanted to get done like clean and organize some closets and things.&nbsp; And of course I got none of that done.&nbsp; I was not counting on a baby who only cat-napped during the day.&nbsp; I have, however, improved on my time management skills and can clean house faster than ever.&nbsp; I have also found a new fondness for daytime TV and Target.&nbsp; Even though I didn't get all the home projects done that I wanted to, I know I accomplished the most important thing--- spending quality time with my son and taking care of this precious boy.&nbsp; And yes, I loved every minute of it.&nbsp; As I end my leave, I am sad that I won't be spending so much time with Hunter, but I still have a hope that my dream of being a stay at home mom will come true someday.&nbsp; It has been fun to pretend to be one though.&nbsp; I feel like it is this elite club that I have always wanted membership and I was granted a temporary pass.&nbsp; It was just enough time to get me wanting more.<br /><br />Last weekend my family hosted a welcome Hunter party at my parents house.&nbsp; I invited some of my high school friends who live in the area.&nbsp; I was so excited to see that some of them came and brought their families.&nbsp; It was so much fun to see everyone.&nbsp; We also decided that 12 years is far too long between get togethers so we will be getting together A LOT more often. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_iTHSfvLQtA/TrrtZStmdVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/HT914CuXmx8/s1600/IMG_1820.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_iTHSfvLQtA/TrrtZStmdVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/HT914CuXmx8/s320/IMG_1820.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp; Here we are in 1997, on my 16th birthday</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-63KCw8kXByE/TrrtjYDpLAI/AAAAAAAAAOw/7g8OU238UP0/s1600/IMG_5075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-63KCw8kXByE/TrrtjYDpLAI/AAAAAAAAAOw/7g8OU238UP0/s320/IMG_5075.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here we are last weekend.&nbsp; 14 years and 5 1/2 kids later </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lRc_F39_jhw/TrrtltBtMpI/AAAAAAAAAO4/IBuwEhzpm7k/s1600/IMG_5153.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lRc_F39_jhw/TrrtltBtMpI/AAAAAAAAAO4/IBuwEhzpm7k/s320/IMG_5153.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hunter has another girlfriend- Hadley.&nbsp; She is 9 days younger than Hunter </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N_T2S_m3ro8/TrrtqIzemtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/FufiOcG2yVc/s1600/IMG_5215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N_T2S_m3ro8/TrrtqIzemtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/FufiOcG2yVc/s320/IMG_5215.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cousins on Papa's tractor </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Hz7ly6w6P0/TrrttlnGulI/AAAAAAAAAPI/1yY38xIBy1Q/s1600/IMG_5220-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Hz7ly6w6P0/TrrttlnGulI/AAAAAAAAAPI/1yY38xIBy1Q/s320/IMG_5220-2.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3_IKlAwElBQ/Trrt0PSNw0I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/0Ho6p6YcJdw/s1600/IMG_5235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3_IKlAwElBQ/Trrt0PSNw0I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/0Ho6p6YcJdw/s320/IMG_5235.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">My little Monkey</div>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-45301096890626206112011-10-28T08:06:00.000-07:002011-10-28T09:09:37.942-07:00Busy boyHunter has had a busy week.&nbsp; We have gone to two Halloween parties, taken a road trip to Dobbin, and had dinner with friends every night this week.&nbsp; We also went to his daycare to meet his teachers.&nbsp; He smiled at them and they seemed very nice.&nbsp; Whew!&nbsp; Mommy is tired!&nbsp; We also had a marathon shopping session yesterday.&nbsp; Hunter and I were on a mission to find mommy some new boots.&nbsp; Mission was accomplished after the first store we went to, but I had to make the most of this shopping trip so we shopped for four more hours and bought nothing.&nbsp; Hunter had only one meltdown in the restroom of Hobby Lobby, but that was quickly resolved with a bottle.&nbsp; He must have been exhausted from our busy day because he slept for 6 hours straight last night, took his bottle, and then slept for 2 1/2 more!&nbsp; It was wonderful!<br /><br />Here are a few pictures from the last couple of weeks.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F8eIwzhZ2sM/TqrErhibyBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/acTj_9aS6IY/s1600/IMG_4492.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F8eIwzhZ2sM/TqrErhibyBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/acTj_9aS6IY/s320/IMG_4492.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NH3GvofKdgg/TqrEvcTUhoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fU-BysCroPQ/s1600/IMG_4720.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NH3GvofKdgg/TqrEvcTUhoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fU-BysCroPQ/s320/IMG_4720.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fezegRxDZTY/TqrTHPq4HtI/AAAAAAAAAKk/qBaJ8cgB2dA/s1600/IMG_4826.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fezegRxDZTY/TqrTHPq4HtI/AAAAAAAAAKk/qBaJ8cgB2dA/s320/IMG_4826.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJHaoWPJ8VA/TqrTKPGPMiI/AAAAAAAAAKs/V5zFinj3exA/s1600/IMG_4855.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJHaoWPJ8VA/TqrTKPGPMiI/AAAAAAAAAKs/V5zFinj3exA/s320/IMG_4855.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is Hunter's BFF, Ben.&nbsp;&nbsp; </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aYwAuq1MD2Q/TqrTOWoykfI/AAAAAAAAAK0/i2hiLBQxkHA/s1600/IMG_5010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aYwAuq1MD2Q/TqrTOWoykfI/AAAAAAAAAK0/i2hiLBQxkHA/s320/IMG_5010.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AtKouDCJ-Vs/TqrTSWOnn-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/o0wHDVFy5zY/s1600/IMG_5011-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AtKouDCJ-Vs/TqrTSWOnn-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/o0wHDVFy5zY/s320/IMG_5011-2.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0X7KIhb9mbA/TqrEw8154EI/AAAAAAAAAKc/oho42p3rYsM/s1600/IMG_4744.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0X7KIhb9mbA/TqrEw8154EI/AAAAAAAAAKc/oho42p3rYsM/s320/IMG_4744.jpg" width="213" /></a></div>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-10847619624619107242011-10-24T12:23:00.000-07:002011-10-24T12:23:16.248-07:00The GreatsHunter is the 8th great-grandchild in both of our sides of the family.&nbsp; What are the chances of that?&nbsp; We have all heard of lucky number 7, but I think 8 is pretty lucky.&nbsp; Every time our families get together with our grandparents I can't help but sit back and look at how this family has grown.&nbsp; What started off as two people in love 60+ years ago has grown into two huge families.&nbsp; There is nothing like having four generations present in one place.&nbsp; You can just see the Lord's blessing all around you.&nbsp; Here are a couple of pictures of Hunter with his great-grandparents.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SaEB-2INI6Q/TqW4-Y3CTsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/GQ8fB3QqXxI/s1600/IMG_4333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SaEB-2INI6Q/TqW4-Y3CTsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/GQ8fB3QqXxI/s320/IMG_4333.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Noel's grandparents, GG and PawPaw Hunter </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xt01feWL8l8/TqW5UtMMpGI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ab5KEUCArtA/s1600/IMG_4940.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xt01feWL8l8/TqW5UtMMpGI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ab5KEUCArtA/s320/IMG_4940.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Briana's grandma, Great Granny Mattern</div>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-6043296529439995422011-10-11T18:16:00.000-07:002011-10-11T18:16:28.918-07:00Fall is here!So I am happy to say here in the good city of San Antonio, the temperature has not been in the 100's for a few weeks now and I can even say the highs have been in the 80's lately!&nbsp; So this must mean that Fall is finally here.&nbsp; Well, "Fall" in South Texas actually means "not scorching hot."&nbsp; And even a bigger blessing is that we have had good rain for several days last week and the week before.&nbsp; Praise God!&nbsp; That is such a blessing, especially when you are worried about your city literally burning because it is so hot and dry.&nbsp; So now I have commented on the weather, I will also tell you what Fall brings in the Burns household...pumpkin patch pictures and Halloween costumes!!!&nbsp; Hunter has been a good sport when I make him play dress up so we can take pictures.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nU8AjjA1cf0/TpTlWv9bxGI/AAAAAAAAAJE/SG9j3kvB_hw/s1600/IMG_4380.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nU8AjjA1cf0/TpTlWv9bxGI/AAAAAAAAAJE/SG9j3kvB_hw/s320/IMG_4380.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z8dOYGeQUIY/TpTlacbrnhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/JP-Va4YJgLU/s1600/IMG_4386.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z8dOYGeQUIY/TpTlacbrnhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/JP-Va4YJgLU/s320/IMG_4386.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z55iBY8hm14/TpTlrK8yJVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/NfVHI_nP5zE/s1600/IMG_4396-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z55iBY8hm14/TpTlrK8yJVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/NfVHI_nP5zE/s320/IMG_4396-3.jpg" width="248" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qa6WPEE6k94/TpTl1bv_3nI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Gdu_QhbZEco/s1600/IMG_4393.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qa6WPEE6k94/TpTl1bv_3nI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Gdu_QhbZEco/s320/IMG_4393.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GL5Rer7IcMQ/TpTl5mEDFJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/MMHN40H09nI/s1600/IMG_4404-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GL5Rer7IcMQ/TpTl5mEDFJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/MMHN40H09nI/s320/IMG_4404-2.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x3o5FU2rmkw/TpTl8Rkg-CI/AAAAAAAAAJs/fuucpXPk3cw/s1600/IMG_4426.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x3o5FU2rmkw/TpTl8Rkg-CI/AAAAAAAAAJs/fuucpXPk3cw/s320/IMG_4426.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXkSqWokQGw/TpTmWGS9o-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ID6GypAoayE/s1600/IMG_4441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXkSqWokQGw/TpTmWGS9o-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ID6GypAoayE/s320/IMG_4441.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eMR70CJxchA/TpTlIoaejyI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6e8azOxIGMk/s1600/IMG_4282.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eMR70CJxchA/TpTlIoaejyI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6e8azOxIGMk/s320/IMG_4282.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br />Last week, we had our first post placement visit with our adoption agency.&nbsp; We met with them at their office.&nbsp; I imagine this is one of the best parts of their job.&nbsp; This is when they get to see the baby for the fist time with the adoptive family who they worked so long and hard with.&nbsp; Hunter did not disappoint and save a nice, huge poopy diaper for us during our interview.&nbsp; I guess this was a good thing because they got to see parenting in action.&nbsp; They asked pretty basic questions and it went really well.&nbsp; All the staff came in to see Hunter and talk with us.&nbsp; They "ooohhhhhed"&nbsp; and "ahhhhhhed" over Hunter and said that he is the cutest baby!&nbsp; I know they must say that to every parent, but I just don't get tired of hearing it.&nbsp; It is so much fun to show Hunter off.&nbsp; He was in a great mood and smiled and talked to all the ladies there. We did find out some upsetting news about Hunter's birthmother.&nbsp; Without giving much detail, it seems her past caught up with her and she got into some trouble with the law.&nbsp; This all came down on her just a few weeks after Hunter was born and some other very hard things occurred in her life.&nbsp; Please be praying for her. I can't imagine this to be any less than the rock bottom point in her life.&nbsp; Pray that she turns to Jesus more than anything else and that she can use this to turn her life around for good.<br /><br />Here are a couple more pictures just because my son is so handsome and I had to share.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OaRdAYrGMTc/TpTlNlpMmXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/zulXaj4co0M/s1600/IMG_4307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OaRdAYrGMTc/TpTlNlpMmXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/zulXaj4co0M/s320/IMG_4307.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UcdSlwyFEPs/TpTlSvbyXEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/mb98EvuWhS8/s1600/IMG_4316.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UcdSlwyFEPs/TpTlSvbyXEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/mb98EvuWhS8/s320/IMG_4316.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-87487719800524137682011-10-06T15:56:00.000-07:002011-10-06T15:58:59.268-07:00Ask- by Candes<div class="postnav">Below is a poem that my friend Candes wrote about a very special answered prayer that she witnessed first hand.&nbsp; Candes is one of my very best friends who I have known for almost 7 years.&nbsp; Our husbands and us lead our small group at church so we have become very close over the years.&nbsp; They walked with us hand in hand during our fertility issues and then through this adoption journey.&nbsp; I can not even imagine how many prayers were said or thought by our friends and family.&nbsp; Here is a beautiful picture of God's mercy and grace.&nbsp; With her permission she let me re-post this.&nbsp; Get your tissues ready...<br /><div class="alignleft"><a href="http://piecesofcandi.wordpress.com/2011/09/11/uniquely-you/" rel="prev"><br /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://piecesofcandi.files.wordpress.com/2011/10/briana-and-hunter1.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-186" height="300" src="http://piecesofcandi.files.wordpress.com/2011/10/briana-and-hunter1.jpg?w=223&amp;h=300" title="Briana and Hunter1" width="223" /></a></div><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Ask</b> </span><br /><br /><span style="color: #20124d;">October 2, 2011 by </span><a href="http://piecesofcandi.wordpress.com/author/piecesofcandi/" style="color: #20124d;">piecesofcandi</a> <br /><br /><br /><br /><i><span style="color: #20124d;">Ask </span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;">You asked me for a child </span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;"> Two years later I answered</span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;"> your cries </span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;">I did not lie</span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;"> I did not turn a deaf ear</span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;"> Nor did I hide </span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;">I waited</span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;"> For just the right time</span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;"> For just the right mom</span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;"> For just the right child </span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;">When you thought I was far away</span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;"> I wove together a woman’s life</span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;"> that was falling apart </span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;">I softened her heart and strengthened yours </span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;">I brought her tenderly to My side</span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;"> and refined you through the fire</span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;"> all at the same time. </span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;">How brilliant you are to me</span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;"> How much stronger and more promising</span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;"> are your futures because of my perfect</span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;"> plans for you </span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;">She asked for wisdom</span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;"> So I gave her an answer </span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;">You have a child</span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;"> and now … I do too </span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><br style="color: #20124d;" /><br style="color: #20124d;" /><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;">God’s answer to our prayers is never just for us but the audience of witnesses that surround us and all of eternity .God will sometimes give me pictures. I was inspired by a picture I saw in my mind of my dear friend Briana and her new adopted son, Hunter. I thought I was going to have to stage the picture but then she posted a picture that shouted “THIS is it! This is what I saw!” With her permission I am sharing it with you. This is what an answered prayer looks like, years of toil and tears, a prayer coming to fruition.</span> <br style="color: #20124d;" /><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;">Don’t give up. Press on. Persevere.</span><br style="color: #20124d;" /><br style="color: #20124d;" /><span style="color: #20124d;">This is a message not only for you but for me as well. Isn’t it worth it?</span></i>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-44120242810791924802011-10-03T10:20:00.000-07:002011-10-03T10:20:58.724-07:00Annoying things people sayI have noticed a few repeated comments that people say when you are about to have a baby or just had one.&nbsp; These are the top few annoying comments that I get ALL the time.<br /><br />Before Hunter was born, I got this one A LOT:<br /><i>"You'd better get your sleep now because when the baby is born you won't sleep for years."</i><br /><br />Who has a "sleep bank"&nbsp; where they can store up extra sleep to use at a later date?&nbsp; I sure don't.&nbsp; So why does sleeping extra now, help me?&nbsp; If anything it will make it harder that I got use to more sleep than normal and far less after the baby arrives!<i>&nbsp;&nbsp; </i>Also, you can stop pointing out that I will get less sleep,&nbsp; I am aware of that and really don't need any more reminders.&nbsp; <br /><br /><br /><i>"You should cherish every minute of him.&nbsp; He is only little for such a short time."</i><br /><br />Thank you for telling me that I should cherish every minute with my child.&nbsp; I wasn't planning on doing so.&nbsp; Now that you told me that I will be sure to cherish him 100% of the time, instead of the 85% I was planning on.&nbsp; Are you kidding me??&nbsp; We have waited five years to have a child...what makes you think that you need to tell me to cherish my child??&nbsp; And once again, thank you for the reminder that he will not stay little for long.&nbsp; That makes me feel so much better because I was under the illusion that he would be 8lbs for at least the first year.<br /><br /><i>"Just wait until he grows up to be a teenager- uggggh!!"</i><br /><br />Again, really?&nbsp; Why must you insist that Hunter is going to be a horrible teenager.&nbsp; Guess what- that is 13 years from now so I would like to just worry about poopy diapers and feedings for now.&nbsp;&nbsp; All teenagers aren't horrible.&nbsp; I know quite a few great teens.&nbsp; I am also aware that he will be a teenager.&nbsp; You really don't have to point that one out.&nbsp; If he didn't grow up to be a teenager we would have a bigger problem.&nbsp; Thank you Debbie Downer.<br /><br />I just have to think that the people to say these things don't mean any harm, but you don't have to always say the cliche' thing.&nbsp; And don't worry, these are just thoughts and I don't actually say them.&nbsp; So next time you see us, please don't say any of these phrases...you've been warned :)Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777399643597528401.post-48033147465530700782011-10-01T17:44:00.000-07:002011-10-01T17:44:33.956-07:00One monthToday, Hunter is one month old.&nbsp; I can't believe how fast time flies!!&nbsp; In the past month, Hunter has met most of his family and friends.&nbsp; We had two great visits with the grandparents.&nbsp; Hunter did suffer from "grandma syndrome" the day after each grandparents left.&nbsp; The symptoms include fussiness and crying when you are not holding him.&nbsp; Fortunately this is a treatable condition that requires a lot patience, parenting creativity, and earplugs (just kidding).&nbsp; It usually subsides within one to three days...usually.<br /><br />Last weekend, Hunter and Noel had their first Father-son outing.&nbsp; I was so exhausted Sunday morning, that I stayed home from church.&nbsp; Noel decided to still go and take Hunter with him.&nbsp; So we packed Noel's diaper bag and off they went.&nbsp; I took a glorious 2 1/2 hour nap.&nbsp; Noel said everything went well, despite the fact that Hunter came home in a different outfit.&nbsp; He decided to "let his fountain flow" when Noel was changing his diaper.&nbsp; Noel came home gushing about how much he enjoyed spending this one on one time with his son.&nbsp; It was a very sweet moment, and even sweeter that I was well rested :)<br /><br />Hunter and I go to Target about every three days.&nbsp; It is only a mile and a half from our house so it is a safe outing.&nbsp; I tend to buy one thing at a time so I have a reason to keep going back and getting out of the house.&nbsp; The other day there was this man talking to one of the store clerks asking her opinion about a gift for a female teenaged relative.&nbsp; I was behind them and he turned to me and said, "Maybe I can ask you because you look about her age...how old are you?"&nbsp; "Thirty" I replied.&nbsp; He had a shocked look on his face and said, "Oh never mind, I thought you were 18."&nbsp; After I was flattered that someone subtracted 12 years from my age, I was slightly disturbed that this man thought that I was 18 and had a baby.&nbsp; I guess that is not that uncommon these days.<br /><br />As Hunter changes daily, I continue to stalk him with the camera.&nbsp; Here are a few pictures from our most recent mommy photo shoot. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qzlJCfQ6BTc/ToexT9OgwMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/AHAHy9aPH1o/s1600/IMG_4061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qzlJCfQ6BTc/ToexT9OgwMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/AHAHy9aPH1o/s320/IMG_4061.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QkMh10LuFrk/ToexWUCrOtI/AAAAAAAAAIY/T201sSEiebs/s1600/IMG_4086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QkMh10LuFrk/ToexWUCrOtI/AAAAAAAAAIY/T201sSEiebs/s320/IMG_4086.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J4CHGqxfOyU/ToexYgpHPRI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0OyDCNJNr4o/s1600/IMG_4092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J4CHGqxfOyU/ToexYgpHPRI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0OyDCNJNr4o/s320/IMG_4092.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMWhGmn9X_Y/ToexMknfalI/AAAAAAAAAIM/dooGPQnP-6M/s1600/IMG_4007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;">&nbsp;</a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y2XWIxsu8QA/ToexbfJdXEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4bjIVKWjq2E/s1600/IMG_4119.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y2XWIxsu8QA/ToexbfJdXEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4bjIVKWjq2E/s320/IMG_4119.jpg" width="320" />&nbsp;</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Last weekend, Noel's work hosted a baby shower for Hunter and another baby that was born recently to staff from the Chemistry department at Trinity.&nbsp; It was so sweet of them and we had a great time.&nbsp; Hunter debuted his new 'do...the faux-hawk.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMWhGmn9X_Y/ToexMknfalI/AAAAAAAAAIM/dooGPQnP-6M/s1600/IMG_4007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMWhGmn9X_Y/ToexMknfalI/AAAAAAAAAIM/dooGPQnP-6M/s320/IMG_4007.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">As a small thank you for hosting this shower, I was going to include this picture in the thank you card...I think they will appreciate this.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5PZ_ynw30ms/ToexQ50o4gI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/QfEyES8NbY8/s1600/IMG_4047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5PZ_ynw30ms/ToexQ50o4gI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/QfEyES8NbY8/s320/IMG_4047.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Hunter had his first play date today.&nbsp; Some very good friends of ours had a baby girl three days after Hunter.&nbsp; This sweet baby's name is MacKenzie.&nbsp; We are not sure if it was love at first sight, but we think there was a spark.&nbsp; She is really cute after all.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-edq6feTxnGg/ToezQdkBy0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/XhsrczOXCas/s1600/IMG_4184.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-edq6feTxnGg/ToezQdkBy0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/XhsrczOXCas/s320/IMG_4184.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o-25Qf2sW9c/ToezSygDQkI/AAAAAAAAAIo/YnRAu9eFARo/s1600/IMG_4208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o-25Qf2sW9c/ToezSygDQkI/AAAAAAAAAIo/YnRAu9eFARo/s320/IMG_4208.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> </div>Briana Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04470131617220916994noreply@blogger.com0